Friday 4th May 2018
Swedish: Fredag 4 Maj 2018
0420hrs: Woke, after nodding off and sleeping through seven (Yes, Seven!) blissfully uninterrupted hours! And, waking in the exact same position, as I fell asleep in! But the woolly bob-hat was no longer on my head. Not a problem in reality, but another mystery for the old codger (me) all the same.
I spent a while trying to recall a dream I’d had, something about me climbing on the outside of the block of flats, and being chased? Then, I dismounted from the £300 second-hand recliner, with relative ease this morning, and carried out a search for the missing black woolly hat. But, it was nowhere to be found at this stage. I put the puzzlement away in the storage section, in the file marked “Something else to worry about later” of my grey-cells. Haha!
Went for a wee-wee, washed and got the sphygmomanometer out and did the Health Checks. The readings looked better this morning.
Putting away medical equipment and tablets, I could hear a humming noise. I put in the hearing aids and had a wander around trying to locate and or work out what was making the sound, without any luck.
It stopped a few minutes later anyway.
Noticed the beautiful view from the junk-room window, and took this photographicalisation.
Got the computer on to update yesterday’s diary. And guess what?
Ths sun rising from behind Woodthorpe Court kept appearing and disappearing. I got the Lumix and took these pictures from the kitchen window, within a minute of each of them. Bootiful!
Then I tried the WordPress again, the computer was still slow, but it did improve gradually. So I got on with updating the Thursday post and got it posted off!
Time for the ablutions now. Back in a bit folks, TTFN.
I’m back to update things again.
Had a jolly-good ablutioning session. The lesion not too bad, all in all, I’m in a fair condition. (Naturally, I am speaking physically, not mentally, Hehe!)
All readied and off for a walk through my beloved tree Copse. I made this slideshow of photographs later, of the hobble up the and through this delightful coppice.
The other tenants had told me it was down this path I had to go to get to it, and it wasn’t far.
So off into the passageway I hobbled. (the feet were still painful from last Wednesday’s soaking in the rain I got going to Carrington to get to the
Ah, I thought, the standard Nottingham Graffiti made me feel at home already.
The naughty young schmucks!
I wondered if it was the same gang of youths and youthessess who had conned someone into letting them into the Woodthorpe Court and
I understand that the Grenfell flats didn’t have any either. Well, that’s what William told me.
I pressed on down the alleyway, and blow me down with a feather duster, I heard the humming noises again, just like those I’d heard
Decision making and taking have not been my strong point for a few years now. (I know, but becoming a klutz was inevitable, all my male family members over the years have gone the
I decided the road to the right, would bring me out too early.
So went straight on and down the hill.
No residents were walking about for me to inquire of for the location of the medical centre.
I limped on down to the bottom.
So I about turned and started to walk back up
I did feel a right schlemiel.
I approached them and made inquiries as to where the Medical Centre was. It was along the next road down the hill, and they were going that way.
“Follow us”, the pair said pleasantly. I tried, but they were too fast for me to keep up. Tsk!
I pressed on and found the clinic building on the corner of the bend in Elmsmere Gardens.
The entrance was further on when I arrived there, I stood building-up the confidence to go in to ask them if they are taking on patients
I walked down Ellesmere Gardens onto and down left onto Mansfield Road. Passing as neat a piece of Nottingham Street Art I’ve seen for some time.
On the walk down, I got the feeling everyone was looking, staring at me for some reason. Most disconcerting. I looked down to make sure I’d got my trousers on, not jammies, shoes, not slippers and my zip was done up. Mmm?
Into the Continental Food Store, where I bought a few bits after having a look
I got a small sliced continental loaf of bread, a can of Turkish patlican kizartma (Fried Sliced Eggplant) and one tin of bean stew with pork. Not a cheap spend, but I know I do enjoy the bean stew and bread. The eggplant was a brain-storm decision I think. Tsk! I’ve no idea what it tastes like?
I paid the lady and departed. As I hobbled down to Winchester Street, I decided to walk back up to the Birds shop, and get some cream cakes, three, one each for Obergruppenfurheress Deana and Sturmscharführer Julie as a treat for their weekend break, and one for me.
Paid up, and back out to Winchester Street Hill, in the hopes that an L9 bus may be due, and save me the struggle up back to the flats.
I’d was stood with a view of both blocks of flats in the distance. So took a photograph of them.
The blocks looked so peaceful from far away. If only, folk knew the truth. Hahaha!
That last short bit of the hill was crippling for my feet. Anne Gyna was not too happy about climbing it either. But Hippy Hilda, Arthur Itis, Reflux Roger and Duodenal Donald were all okay with it, and no pains form them at all on the journey? I’m not whining over this at all, but I was a little confused by this good fortune – I’m not familiar with or used to it, you know. Hehe!
I called in the Wardens Den and handed over the cream cakes to Oberstleutnant Warden Julie.
At least I brought a smile to her face, bless her cotton socks. I like giving little treats occasionally.
The khaki bits are where they have done so far. Still, a lot more to be done yet, mind. Then the actual cladding to go on as well. Furthermore, the other block of flats, Winchester Court, will then need doing.
I’d enjoyed that little ramble out and about this morning.
The worker-lads doing the outside of the block were giving it some hammer when I got in the apartment. And they are not working on my side of the building yet! Still, it’s all part of the Governments ‘let’s-kill-off-the-old-uns-and-save-money’ policy, I expect. I can be a bit humorously quixotic at times. Hehehe!
Knowing the noise is from the workers, makes it acceptable, but Herbert up above me was joining in, although not for long, with his clattering, tap-tapping and… Sorry, I forgot about my being told to just put up with it. Naughty me!
I divested myself of the coat, changed into my slippers, took the hearing aids out, put the kettle on and the oven on low then went for a wee-wee. It will be interesting when the drilling gets right outside the flat. However, no avoiding it and it is for our own good, you know. Well, any of us tenants who live long enough to get the benefit of increased electricity bills thanks to the new heaters. We can play with the bits of… Tsk! I’ve done it again, almost mentioning something that I have been banned from putting on my blog. Silly boy!
I put away the fodder I’d bought. Then got the computer on and began to update (In between wee-wees) this hogwash. It took me ages, due to the many pointless photographs I took while out and about. But I can’t help it, please forgiveth me.
So tired now, but not feeling weary at all, yet.
Some mail was delivered. A rubbish Can-I-sell-You Catalogue, The GUM clinic and the DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis) Warfarin results. I’m glad this arrived, cause the caring Sherrington Medical Centre decided not to inform me of anything about the blood test… well, not as yet anyway. But, it was good news. The INR level was very close to the target figure at 3.2 (3.5-target). The doses until 16th May are easy to remember, 2 a night all the way through.
Still, things are okay today. Apart from the cramps that have just started in the elbows and hands again. Maybe the joints are something else though, I’ve never had this problem before? You’ve got to laugh!
It opened a lot of thoughts as the brain went off on one it’s wandering incoherent trails of utter confusion, a melange of inconceivability…
- I hate the wide window sills that prevent me from taking good photographs.
- I love seeing the dogs taking their owners for a walk in the park.
- I admire the car owner who can manage to reverse into the parking space.
- I’m worried about the tree Copse not thickening out.
- ♫Where have all the people gone, long time passing, where have all the…♫ Sorry about that, I’m losing it? Especially now: I can’t get the tune out of my head. Hehe!
- What day is it?
- Better take the medications and get the Health Checks done now
Got the Health Checks sorted out.
Had a wee-wee, wash and got into the jammies, just in time for the nosh to be prepared when the potatoes had cooked nice and brown and crispy!
It took a good while to get the fodder presented on the plate. Why did you ask? I hope, hehe!
The tomatoes were delicious.
But, I ate it all, and although with a certain amount of guilt, I enjoyed the cream cake muchly!
In the early hours, I gave up on getting any sleep at all and got up, deciding to do the laundry. Humph!
Ramble on! that’s quite a walk. Lots of whoopsies and great photos today. That’s a well arranged, delicious looking dinner you got together once you got the unruly bacon under control.
Cheers, Tim.
That dang crispy bacon!
Hehe!