Sunday 16th April 2017
Slovak: Nedeľa 16.Apríla 2017
Woke around 0400hrs, and lay thinking of the many dreams I’d had since the one about Rudolph Hess after midnight, without any luck, no details could be forced from my twisted and very confused this morning, brain. No note found, well, there was one, but I couldn’t read a word of the two lines I’d scribbled.
0445hrs: A headache lurked, and it was a cracker. I thought I might try to get off back to sleep, so I tried. I failed. I passed some wind and extracted myself from the £300 second-hand dangerously shuddering recliner, had a mini-dizzy as I hobbled to the porcelain throne, stubbing my toe on the way.
The heavy duty task at hand seem to make my headache worse? Little Inchy had bled a tiny bit, but Haemorrhoid Harold, having been in free-flow mood caused me to have to put the jammie bottoms in the bucket to soak. Humph!
Had a rinse and got the kettle on the boil.
Made a mug of strong tea and took the morning medications, along with an extra Codeine for the head and Senna for the stubborn heavy duty sessions.
Rubbed some of the pain gel into the left hand, the knees and under the arm.
Oil in the ears, made up next weeks medication pots and got the sphygmomanometer out and did the Health Checks.
Looks okay I think? Apart from the weight perhaps?
Many wee-wees had to be tended to this morning.
I suddenly had a thought (Impressive eh?). Are there any buses on duty tomorrow so I can get to the camera lesson, it being a holiday like?
I looked up the L9 service on the web. Botheration and damnation! A Sunday Service for all routes – which means no L9 buses at all! Another long hobble to face!
The tea had gone cold, so I made another mug and managed to drop the milk as I took it out of the fridge.
I blame Arthur Itis for this! Huh!
Did some WordPress reading. Some good stuff published today.
Went onto Facebook, fingers crossed… Slow, but working.
Emails sorted out. Tried again on the web to find out if buses are running tomorrow or not. Failed!
CorelDraw andittivated some graphics for the TFZer site;
Changing myself ready to get into the shower, I leant foolishly against the clothes air-dryer to keep my balance while stripping off the socks and it collapsed. Facilitating my ending up in an unseemly pile on the floor with my arm somehow threaded through the heating bars of the dryer. Disentangling myself was interesting. This started off Anne Gyna. The newly bent and misshaped heater seemed to be still working, though. Humph! I tried rebending some back into shape. I failed.
Decided to have the meal early today. Got the oven on and put the battered fishcakes in to warm up. Got the potatoes boiling away.
Watched a Carry-On film for a while on channel 10 Freeview.
Put the herbed tomato sauce in the pan and added the pasta thingies with mushrooms into it.
Laid it out with the Surimi fish whatsits and a banana and lemon yoghourt for afters.
Apart from the pasta things and sauce being overcooked, the potatoes undercooked, the fishcakes overcooked on too low heat, the banana having a black streak through it inside; the Lemon yoghourt was nice. Tsk!What a mess I made of this meal!
What a mess I made of this meal!
There were several Carry-On films on the same channel, and I tried to watch them, but only managed it with ‘Carry On Up the Khyber’. Nodding off sessions were rampant. Haha!
Wee-wee visits were made regularly throughout the day. Made me think about when I walk into town in the morning for the camera lesson. And will I get a bus back? I can’t walk both ways? The hobble will take about an hour and a quarter. Wee-wee containing might be a problem, I think.
Oligarch Obergruppenfureress Jenny called while I was on the porcelain throne before showering. Which normally I would not have heard, but I had to nip out to collect a fresh pair of protection undies and heard the mobile. She told me that there would be no need for anyone to change their address. I thanked her for informing me and avoided any forthcoming lectures and admonishments by telling the truth and told her I had to get back to the small room. I knew by mentioning my concerns over the renaming of the flats to any other tenant it would get back to her. She reminds me off Ena Sharples, caring but misunderstood. Bless her.
Now I have to face her on Wednesday next when the free fish & chip meal session takes place in Arnold. Or earlier if my cunning plans to avoid her fail.
Back into the wetroom and did the ablutions.
Back to the goggle-box and more Carry On films to fall asleep to.
Looking at the clock later, it seemed it was still only 1810hrs?
I realised an hour or so later when I again observed the clock and it was still indicating 1810hrs, that the battery had gone and died. (I’m quick ain’t I… Hehe!) Changed the battery in the clock and returned with a mug of orange juice to the £300 second-hand wobbly recliner and settled again. Spilling it as I sat down. Cleaned up the mess, and it was a good thing I had to as well.
As I went into the kitchen to get the cleaning accoutrements I saw that I’d left the ring on the stove burning hot. A bit of luck there! Took the medications.
Sorted the mess out and settled once again in the now sticky damp chair cover, I started to watch “It’ll be alright on the night 2” on the box. First commercial break and I drifted off into kip.
12 thoughts on “Inchcock Today – Sunday 16th April 2017”
Aw! The outrageously British “Carry On…” series! I still think the funniest one was “Carry On Nuses”, which, if I recall correctly, was the one where a particularly difficult patient tried the patience of the nurse and ended up with his “temperature taken” by a daffodil up his bum! LOL!
The “St. Trinian’s” series is another favorite series! What can I say about that??? Naughty girls.
Glad you like them Sir. Your are right, Wilfred Hyde Whyte was the patient with the bloom attached.
Hard to pick one out, so I rate two of them as the best one. Carry on Cowboy and Carry on at your Convenience I reckon. Mind you, plenty to choose from. Carry On Sergeant (1958) (black & white)
Carry On Nurse (1959) (black & white)
Carry On Teacher (1959) (black & white)
Carry On Constable (1960) (black & white)
Carry On Regardless (1961) (black & white)
Carry On Cruising (1962)
Carry On Cabby (1963) (black & white)
Carry On Jack (1963)
Carry On Spying (1964) (black & white)
Carry On Cleo (1964)
Carry On Cowboy (1965)
Carry On Screaming! (1966)
Carry On Don’t Lose Your Head (1966)
Carry On Follow That Camel (1967)
Carry On Doctor (1967)
Carry On Up The Khyber (1968)
Carry On Camping (1969)
Carry On Again Doctor (1969)
Carry On Up The Jungle (1970)
Carry On Loving (1970)
Carry On Henry (1971)
Carry On At Your Convenience (1971)
Carry On Matron (1972)
Carry On Abroad (1972)
Carry On Girls (1973)
Carry On Dick (1974)
Carry On Behind (1975)
Carry On England (1976)
That’s Carry On! (1977)
Carry On Emmannuelle (1978)
Carry on Columbus. (1992)
Typically British of course, you’re right again. Hehe!
Cheers thanks and TTFN.
I’ve a world of carrying on to complete! I didn’t realize how many there were. I’ll have to see if the full series is on DVD. It’s one I would enjoy having. Same for the St, Trinian series.
Hope you can find a box Sir.
The St Trinians series, the old one not the new one, was excellent entertainment.
The Belles of St Trinian’s (1954, the first film)
Blue Murder at St Trinian’s (1957, the second film)
The Pure Hell of St Trinian’s (1960, the third film)
The Great St Trinian’s Train Robbery (1966, the final film of the quartet)
My favourite ones above.
The newer films I have not seen yet:
The Wildcats of St Trinian’s (1980, with Maureen Lipman taking on the Joyce Grenfell role)
St Trinian’s (2007)
St Trinian’s 2: The Legend of Fritton’s Gold (2009)
Hope things are going alright mate.
It’s the first four ones I’ve seen. I was unaware of the later ones…..
Would it be terribly expensive to use a cab, if there are no buses? <3
The only time I used one gal, it cost £15, but holidays they can charge triple the usual fee.
As it was, I had some good luck (Scary I know, Hehe) and got a bus both ways. Had a walk a bit to get one, and back after dropping off, but that is nothing to a fine young, fit, athletic, muscular man like wot I am. (Sorry about the fibbing there).
Ouch, that is expensive, awesome though you found some buses 😀
Oh yes, being lucky like this throws me off tilter you know. Hehehe! XXX
Do they have Uber or equivalent in Nottingham? You could Uber your way around town when the buses aren’t running. I hear Uber is cheap and fast. My daughter left her motorcycle at a friend’s house the other night because the weather turned bad and he gave her a ride home. She Ubered a ride to her friend’s house first thing the next morning, and got her motorcycle.
We are Uberless in Nottingham Tim.
At bank holidays the taxis charge triple rate, bless them.
I used one once, and he took such an elaborate winding route while on his mobile phone too, it cost me £15 from town.
Walking is in order, then.