Saturday 10th September 2016
0415hrs: Demand from the innards for another WRHD session forced me up out of the working again £300 second-hand recliner to the wetroom. Not a pleasant duty this morning in the least. Pain and blood involved here. Tsk!
Feeling a little uncomfortable, the mind turned to thoughts of rampant hypochondriasis for a few minutes as I sat on the porcelain pondering in this. The bug I’ve caught seemed to be inflicting a cough, dizziness (Not the usual kind), the taste buds and concentration. But, it’s getting less bothersome compared to yesterday and Thursday.
Made a mug of tea and took the morning medications, with a swig of the cough linctus and a guzzle of the Peptac with an extra Omeprazole 40gm capsule to hopefully calm the ulcer down a bit. I checked on the web if it was safe to take an additional tablet and saw that: “The most common side effects (1-15% of patients) are severe headaches, abdominal pain, constipation, diarrhoea, flatulence and nausea/vomiting.” This explained a lot! Hehe!
Popped on the scales… oh dear! 3lb up from yesterday – How is this possible? It’ll be the scales playing up?
Laptop on and completed the Friday Diary then I started this one off.
Decided to get the vegetables on the go for later. In the Crock-Pot, leeks mushrooms, fresh garden peas and yellow peppers.
The small saucepan had the little Anya new potatoes, and the large one had the bigger Anya potatoes.
Logical eh? Haha!
The Morrisons delivery arrived and had to be sorted.
The minted-leg of lamb steaks looked appealing in their packaging.
The prepared vegetables, carrots & peas seemed delicate and fresh.
I’d got some smoked bacon medallions at two for a bit cheaper, so I can give one to Olive, cause I know she likes them a lot.Back to the laptop, updated this and did some Facebooking with fingers crossed that it would not stick and freeze again. It did a few times, but only for moments. Spent two hours or so on it, then moved to doing the TFZ series.
Back to the laptop, updated this and did some Facebooking with fingers crossed that it would not stick and freeze again. It did a few times, but only for moments. Spent two hours or so on it, then moved to doing the TFZ series.
Far far too much time spent on this, cause I love doing them, at least six hours in total over the day. Weary-eyed and light-headed by the time I stopped myself.
Got the lamb in the oven and nipped out to visit Olive. She did look a lot better today, and managed to tell me off for getting her the bacon. So I knew she was feeling better too now! Hehe! I didn’t have much time with her today, as her daughter was coming to visit her. A very nice chinwag, kiss and a cuddle and I had to leave, taking her rubbish bag with me to drop into the chute on my way back to number 72.
Where I had yet another WRHD (Wet Room Heavy Duty) session.
Got the nosh served up.
It looked a treat but was very disappointing. Well, the lamb was, everything else was okay. Seemed to have the texture of a cardboard box for some reason?
Even the dessert tasted musty to me. I’ll be glad when this bug or cold whatever it is has had its fuss out with me.
Too weary to do any more graphicationalisationing now.
Watched a DVD, Doctor Who 4th Series. Well, I tried, but kept nodding off. Gave up and as I got my head down in the £300 second-hand recliner, another WRHD was needed? Where’s it all coming from?
Stubbed my toe on the trolley in the wetroom – first time I’ve done this for weeks now. Getting back into the £300 second-hand recliner, I knocked the mug of tomato juice off of the ottoman at the side of the chair!
Made use of the thick paper towels as quickly as I could, but the stains looked set in already. Got the spot-cleaner from the kitchen along with a scrubbing brush and some cleaning rags then returned to try and clean it up.
Did as good a job as I could, but had then to move the recliner to another position so it covered the blemish on the carpet in the end.
Shattered now, I put the cleaners away and the rags in soak in the bowl, banging my head on the corner of the cupboard door under the sink as I returned the bottle of spot cleaner.
Now so tired, weary and frustrated with things! At least the 300 second-hand recliner worked seamlessly and allowed me back in to settle once again; then the piles started giving me bother again! This, prevented me nodding off for ages.
I reckon I got off around 0130hrs, but that’s a guess.
Humph! Did I feel sorry for missen! Hehe!
0500hrs: Woke with the same light-headedness that I had last night, coughing a bit, hard to concentrate. But no actual dizzies, this combined with the £300 second-hand recliner chair working correctly to release me for a WRHD session, that was painful (Nowt new there though) but blood free and I didn’t stub any toes, almost convinced me that things were getting better already! Hehe!
Went into the kitchen to make a brew, and this was the view. Fantastic I thought.
After the shower and shave, I bravely mounted the new scales.
Two girls crossing the heavy traffic on Mansfield Road drew some horn tooting from some of the drivers.
Settled the bill with the Obergruppenführeress on the desk. When she told me I’d to pay £19.50, it was only time she smiled. I thought it was £18 last time, maybe it’s gone up a bit. Not complaining mind, a lot better than having to go private and pay hundreds of pounds – although a private dentist may have higher quality flies in their light fittings to look at? Hehehe! 
Although the fodder looked appetising, with the cold or whatever it is I’ve got, the taste-buds let me down and I didn’t really enjoy it as much as I should have. Mind you, I ate it all… out of habit more than relish I think?
Made another cuppa and checked the emails. Facebooked a while.
For my fodder, I made boiled Anya potatoes, Beef in a black-bean sauce ready meal and popped some beetroots in with it. First time in a while, but I couldn’t eat it all, feeling a touch bilious now.
Dismounted the £300 second-hand recliners and carried out a WRHD, no bleeding again this morning.
I feeling so good within myself, that I decided to try and walk to the Arnot Hill Park and feed the ducks later.
Set off on the route on the map.
Right into Nottingham Road passing the Fire Station and along to the Arnot Hill Park.
When I departed from the park, I popped up the road and into the Sainsbury store.
Two tenants were on the bus already.
Got the meal sorted.
Got changed and onto the scales.
Tried out the new Protection Stamp thingamajig.
The reason I’ve put them on here, was to ascertain what the plant was on the right, and what insect it was a caught?
Nearing the gates into the park, another Nottingham Pavement Cyclist nearly had me as he came up towards me and entered the park up the pedestrian path.
I have to admit to catching my knuckles on the side of the oven when extracting the potatoes. Applied the Germolene, Tsk! Got the meal served up and it looked far better than it was, although not a failure by any means. The cheesy potatoes were crisped and tasty, the bacon gorgeous. I let myself down a bit by not keeping the vegetables hot enough, though. The Marmite rice cake and cheesy twist were good, a lemon yoghourt and banana to follow, but I couldn’t manage the banana after feasting on all the other goodies. Hehe!
called in the Market to get some nuts. Took a photo of interest as I was over the roadway. In the distance, I spied the flashing blue lights of an emergency vehicle and zoomed in with the camera to investigate. Note the cyclist just about to pass the car?
Then out into the busy streets and over into Trinity Square, where I spotted some stuff in the used jewellery shop window, that I thought might appeal to the TFZer ladies, so I took a photograph.
Walked down through the City Centre on my way to try the stationery store on Exchange Walk for the Protection Stamp.
Caught the number 40 back to near the flat. As the bus pulled off, there were four people all looking at their phones at the same time, and I thought this scene if I got a photograph of them, would be of use for a humorous graphic. But the bus stopped to let them cross before I got the camera out. Ass we moved on, another lady on her own was on her phone, so that had to do for me idea for a funny shot. but I couldn’t think of anything to write on it.
As the darkness began to fall, I noticed the wonderful red/orange glow from the sun’s decline from the kitchen window.
food in stock. Minced lamb and potato ready meal. Colcannon potatoes, yellow tomatoes, beetroot and marmite rice cake, followed by the last of the short dated honey yoghourts.
0218hrs: Got the washing ready and went down 
to the laundry room to get the washer going.I checked the filter on the dryer, and it was right clogged up!
I looked in my daily bag but could not see my pound shop floppy hat. After a short search, I realised that I’d given it to my Australian pet, Koala Katie to look after. No luck in the search for my expensive wind-proof umbrella, though. Tsk!
Got a good ablutioning done, during which a Whoopsiedangleplop occurred. Well, a dizzy spell I think, but it was a quick one. One minute I was getting the shaving tackle sorted for use, then found myself on the floor with a bruised cheek and tiny little cuts on my face. Probably caused by whatever I hit on the way down to the floor where I was wounded and confused I soon came round and with the help of the sink, got up again. Might I have a shiner in the morning? Hehe!
Got the fodder cooking, not that I felt hungry at the time.
porcelain for a WRWW and WRHD session.
I sorted next weeks medication pots etc. out and got the podded peas on the cook in the Crock-Pot.
As we got into town the rain poured down.
I hobbled down Queen Street and crossed through the Nottingham Beach, on the way to the tram stop.
The tram back into town was even less populously full of with folks?
I think that Jilly from Australia will, like me, fancy the green ones mostest!
and I have to risk life and limb crossing the road there on the hill bend, then a decent walk in the rain, so as to get back to the flats.
To the flat for a WRWW and updated this diary.
Got on with sorting the meal out.
As I was getting the medications out to take, I recalled a bit more of the dreams, no idea how or why.
Set it on rotating header mode, so it comes up at random with the other headers I’ve done before. The nurse on it is the actual nurse from the surgery. An excellent sport and beautiful gal too!
too quickly – a big difference compared to Lidl, where I think the staff are trained to scowl, sneer and overcharge me.
Walking back down Woodthorpe Road, left into Sherwood Vale, right into Mapperley Rise and on through Chestnut Walk to the flats, I noticed this bush or whatever it is, next to some blackberries in scrubland coming through the fencing. Wondered what they were, if I remember, I’ll show this photograph to Olive when I get to see her next, I think she might know what they are called.
BJ arrived, and Bill was there with us. No Eddie today nor Toni, at the start. We knew Eddie had an appointment and would not be here, and Toni bless her got here a few minutes before the end of the session, but the organisers gladly made her a cuppa, I gave her some nibbles and we had a chat.
Thin on the ground today, but those who could manage to get to the meeting seemed to enjoy it.
To the bus stop and the vandalised bench.
The meal and medications were taken, with some Tomato Juice, a banana and a naughty Strawberry Sundae.