I don’t make the same mistake twice. I tend to make it five or six times, just to be sure, like!

Sunday 18th September 2016

Sonntag 18. September 2016

Stirred at 0330hrs, tried to get back to sleep, gave up. 0400hrs: Dismounted the £300 second-hand recliner chair and off for a WRHD session. Not too bad at all, the Senna tablets seem to be working.

Took the medications and applied some Phorpain gel to where I could reach on the shoulder where I was clobbered by a rugby playing built bloke yesterday in Victoria Centre (Mall).

Popped onto the scales…

Ahem!

Please to notice the scales seem to be working correctly this morning.

Very nearly almost a pound down on yesterday!

A smug mode adopted!

Made a cuppa, and remembered to put the next appointment on the Google Calendar for Monday 31st October @ 1430hrs at the chiropodists.

Another rather smug mode adopted here, hehe!

Laptop on and finalised the Saturday post, adding the photographicalisations taken on the heroic mob threatening and challenging trip to Nottingham and the Obergruppenfurheress Chiropodist.

Did some graphicationalisationing for Facebook later. Then tried Facebooking in the hope that it has lost its habit of sticking on me. It hadn’t though, very frustrating.

It took me five hours to get it sorting, what with having to turn off and restart several times, thus losing where I was and what I was doing. Tsk!

Getting late now, took the medications and had a wash and brush up, then called to see Olive. Her grandson Roger was there, and we all had a good chinwagging session.

She told me off for a few things. So that cheered me up and told she was in good form again.

She kindly rubbed some Phorpain gel on the bruised shoulder, bless her. A kiss and a cuddle. And I was soon back to the flat for a WRHD session.

Into the kitchen to start the meal cooking and the sky was amazing.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen one like this before?

Got the chips in gravy into the oven and added a beef slice to it after 20 minutes so they should both be cooked at the same time.

Perused the TV magazine and selected some things to watch. Fell asleep and when I woke, bits of the dream I’d had stayed with me. I was on a wooden boat with several other people who would not talk to me; apparently, I had been passing the wind? They cast me adrift in a giant saucepan and somehow found myself in a sewer, where I was in the middle of a party with folk I didn’t know, but they all seemed to like me.  All of them wanted to tell me about how to cook fish fingers in batter properly? They started arguing about whose was the best method and a melee broke out? 

Then sudden panic for a second, had I burnt the food? Then it dawned on me when I saw the time, I’d only nodded off for five minutes or so: How I got all the dreaming in I don’t know?

Got the food served up.

Very nice and tasty indeed.

Settled to watch the box and no nodding off, in fact, when I turned off the TV, I couldn’t get to sleep at all!

It must have been well-passed 0200hrs before I drifted off.

Woke around 0630hrs and had to rush about getting ready for the INR test in time.

Humph!