Wednesday 7th March 2018

 

2345hrs: Roused and the brain engaged at the same time, extricated the body-mass from the £300 second-hand recliner.

Off to the Porcelain Throne. Oh dearie me, I failed to make it there in time. The instant maelstrom of an evacuation left me in a right pickle and a terrible mess to lean and sort out. Had to change PPs, clean me and the bowl and throw away the jammie-bottoms. Embarrassing start to the day, left me feeling uncomfortable, and not very confident.

0005hrs: To the kitchen and got the kettle on. The hemadynamometer worked first try, with the sys going back up again. The weight sneaking up on the rails? Hehe!

Did the medicating and imbibed the tablets and medicines.

 Got on the computer to start creating this post.

‘Ecky-thump! Back to the Porcelain Throne with great haste and forebodings! Very little content moved, a few awkward splatterings, splodges and enough wind escaped in one-go to almost encouraged me to get the book on the side and have a read while I waited for it to stop. Hehe! Another cleaning up session, and back to the WordPressing.

The tea had gone cold, so I nipped into the kitchen to made another brew. Taking a Diarrhorea capsule and an additional pain-killer Codeine 30g. I nearly took an olive oil capsule but stopped myself.

I don’t think that would have helped with the Trotsky Terence attack!

Trapped my finger in the drawer. Fool!

The view outside looked nice this morning. No snow, no fog and no rain!

Seeing the tenants vehicles down below, for some reason made me look up favourite colours of cars. As usual, I got sidetracked and ended up with some interesting facts about red light cameras in Nottingham.

The figures for the Red Light Jumper offenders fined seems to be ever increasing. Possibly, this being due to the parachronistic tendencies of my fellow Nottinghamians. Their fear of stopping and getting hit up the backside by one of the drug dealers, uninsured none-licence holding, none-English speaking Ukranian, Lithuanian or Polish lorry drivers delivering their foodstuffs or stealing metal cables from the motorway, or their need to get to their supplier quickly for more cocaine, I don’t know. Haha!

Not until 0400hrs did I get this done up to here and started on finishing off the Tuesday post. All done.

I added some Cumberland Pies to the  Morrison order, I did yesterday. On offer at 3 for £6.

I then did a wrist alarm battery check with the Nottingham City Homes Monitoring Station.

Then started to fret about yesterdays visit that has many blanks in the memory, due to it taking place while I was having a Funny-Attack and confused.

0800hrs: Ablutions all sorted and waste bags dropped off down the rubbish chute on the way out. I enjoyed the shower muchly, and avoided any hallux stubbing!

Met Welsh Bill who got in the lift on my way down. Had a laugh and joke, receiving William’s put-downs and insults. With a good spirit. No choice, really. He’s a taller, fitter and younger bloke than what I am. Hehe!  A good few residents in the hut, all seemingly in better moods than of late. Nice to see and hear. Presumably due to the much better weather?

Got on the Arnold bound L9 bus.

Going through the Daybrook housing estate en route, and I spotted two grey squirrels bounding along the house garden hedges. But, by the time I got the camera out, they were long gone. I kept the camera in my hand after this, just in case.

As the bus turned left onto Mansfield Road, I took a snap of the rather fantastic-looking clouds to the right.

What a sudden change in the weather today. I reckon a lot of people were cheered by this nice weathers appearance. I indeed seemed to be.

I dropped off at the Sainsbury supermarket and hobbled swiftly in and rushed (Okay, limped). I purchased the hastily grabbed, vine tomatoes, two small baguettes, sugar snap peas, Sheldon’s Irish potato cakes, wholemeal flatbread and bag of cheese curls. All for £6.10, too.

Out and over the road to the bus stop, again. Just like yesterday, well timed. The bus arrived a couple of minutes later. I was the only passenger on it, this felt very odd.

It soon picked up plenty more as it pressed on with its route. It was the cheerful lady driver, so I slipped some nibbles.

The sky was still looking clear and bright.

At this moment, I decided to have a go on the crossword book. I dropped the pen and positioned myself in a certain way that I thought would be easier for me to bend down and retrieve it.

Unfortunately, I hit my forehead on the top of the seat in front on the way down. I was much cheered when I saw the bloke sat opposite started laughing, and he said: “I saw that coming old chap!” I joined in with his infectious laughter, as two female passengers did too! Then the driver had a giggle! I love it when things like this happen, that tickle others funny bone.

Got off the bus on Chestnut Walk. There were many other residents to get on as I did so. Proof that the pleasant weather is appreciated by us all, methinks.

All three cranes were working, and the hoist platforms on the outside of both blocks of flats were going up and down too.

There seemed a lot of workers about. Maybe they are making an effort to get catch-up with the work they have lost due to the fog, snow and ice?

I popped into the wet room for a wee-wee when I got indoors. The flipping fungal lesion had been bleeding again and had dried. Of course, I didn’t think and just whipped down the pants, and the squirting of haemoglobin commenced. Another cleaning up and medicationalisationing session required. Humph! I did feel a dim half-witted-cretin!

Went to make a brew and put the bits purchased away.

I decided to take a couple of photos from the kitchen window, while the sun was still out. The first one out and up to the right, depicting the balconies and scaffolding with a backdrop of the sky.

The second was going to be a shot of the car park, but I zoomed in on an SUV parked below. Why? Because I could not make out what the luminous yellow item was near the back of the vehicle!

It was still there hours later. Ah well, not to worry.

Got the victuals put away and pondered on what to have for nosh later.

I decided on pork knuckle filled baguettes, sugar snap peas, tomatoes and perhaps some chips.

I’ll see later how I feel later on.

I eventually got the health checks done, the medications were taken.

A fresh larger mug of Olde English Breakfast brand of tea was made. Using the Twinings best and one of the weaker cheap Lidl tea bags together. It made a half decent tasting brew.

I wondered what the weather was going to do. The forecast this morning said there would be a probability of rain and possible snow flurries on high ground this afternoon and tonight.

Also, it noted that temperatures may get down to below freezing overnight. So I did a lookup on the web for Nottingham for the coming week. Not too bad?

Got on with updating this post.

Went on Facebooking. Hoping it would let me this time, fingers crossed. Kept freezing after a while. Humph! Gave up.

Did some commenting on WordPress, but the concentration not right.

Went on the WP reader.

Fodder tended to. The meal was sepulchral tonight. The Italian mini tomatoes were not very tasty, bitter in fact. The sliced Dutch ones I used on the baguette were fine. The French Fries passable, the Panamanian sugar-snap peas were foul and the rolls bland. Still, I ate about a third of the fodder. Then fell asleep.

Kept waking up, and felt certain a voice had stirred me into life? Three times this happened. And, a few times I think I woke up talking. After every occasion I drifted off into dreaming about just about every topic my distorted brain could think of, only to wake and repeat the process. Grumph!