Inchcock Today: Friday 8th June 2018 – Busy day, Foot Lady Sue and the Odd Whoopsiedangleplop; INR DVT blood level dropped, All coped with. (Smug Mode Adopted) Hehe!


Friday 8th June 2018

Somali: Jimco 8th Juun 2018

0000hrs: Already wide awake and on this computer, with a gone cold mug of tea at my side and… no, hang on, off to the Porcelain Throne now… By gum, that was a better session, far less messy. Maybe Trotsky Terence is on his, at last. Haha!

Got the Health Checks and medications taken.


5Fri001bA dip in the Sys, but all the other readings seem fine.

Made another brew of Breakfast Tea and took the medications.

I have to say, I’m feeling much better than yesterday, with all of those memory loses, blank spots and sheer confusion racking away at my brain. Worried me that did.

Back to updating this blog.

I went to the WordPress reader page.

I found a note put through the door by the pulcritudenic Cyndy. It had the email addresses of her and Margaret for me to use. Bless her! I’ve sent the photo of Cyndy and Margaret to them, I hope it goes through this time.

Went on Facebook to find Cyndy’s page and send a friend request to her and Margie.

Went on Facebook, but it was a struggle, it kept going dead slow again on me. Humph!

 1Mon01WDPA4A I did feel a right Nebekh! I glanced at the clock and thought it was ten-past-eight, and the heart thudded.

Blimey, that’s gone quickly I thought – but it was really only twenty-to-two. Tsk!

What a plonka!

Tried Facebooking again.

I made up a graphicalisation of three TFZer gals performing on stage.


Jillie, Pattie, and Lillie! An International Trio from Australia, Canada, and the UK.

Went for another, short, sharp wee-wee.

Coming out I thought I heard a sort of howling or shouting noise from outside.

I did m5Fri002y best to look out of the kitchen window, but of course, with the new window set-up, I can’t get out far enough to see directly below anymore. Which somewhat restricts ones view if I had to look to see if the building was on fire, or if any emergency vehicles had arrived.

But, I digress, sorry about that. I took this picture anyway.

Back to CorelDraw.

5Fri005WDPA4A I went to check on the slow-cooker – Titter! Found I had not started it. What a great big Shmendrik I am!

The rain was pelting down outside.

I am expecting the worker chap at 0830hrs.

WDPA4A Got the things and myself ready for the showering and noticed the left leg had bloated again, and 5Fri003some new, different types (Sizes anyway) of bruises on the legs and arms.

So, I got the ablutions sorted. Then the usual excruciating medicationalisationing; Which went betterer this morning. Merely painful. Hahaha!

Made another brew.

Managed to do another TFZers in Business graphic finished.


Cleared the ledge in the kitchen to make way for the worker-man when he arrives to fill in the cracks and holes. It filled all the other areas. Tsk!


Chap arrived on time, it was the boss man who came. He soon had the job done. But if I were to catch the bus, I’d have to leave the window ledge things where they were for now.

Got ready to go to the shops.

Set off for the Nottingham City Homes, Winwood Heights, Stabsgefreiteress Wardens Temporary HQ, WC, Willmott-Dixon workers breakfast and tea-break room, Sarcasm & Insult distribution area, Tenants Socialisation Area, Telling Inchcock off Zone, Crockery and pottery to be stolen from, and residents room.

WDPA4A Got to the lift and returned to put the hearing aids in, then back out again.

5Fri007A couple of greeted natters en route to the shed.

Took a piccy of the new build flats and Winchester Court. There were workmen all over the place when I took the camera out. Tsk!

Roy, Keith, Alan and three others in the cabin when I arrived. Another nattering session When the bus came, I went out to join the end of the long queue and caught the L9 bus to Bestwood.

5Fri010The friendly cheerful driveress was leaving the bus duties to go into the offices, it is her last day tomorrow.

She always looks after us and had a companionable word or two for everyone.

She even made some cakes, decorated with L9 on top of every one, and handed them out! She will be sorely missed. Sob!

5Fri008Caroline from the care home got on the bus with me, and I sat and got, even more, nattering with her. She dropped off with the others in Sherwood, and I carried onto the Sainsbury Store in Daybrook.

Where I spent a good bit of cash, getting in stock: Tomatoes, Oven Bottom Muffins, Tomato and Basil cooking sauce. Cream Cakes for the 5Fri009Wardens Weekend Treat, and two Fresh Cream French Horns (Angie next door was kind enough to let me give one of these, to avoid my eating both of them – Hehe!), fresh pod peas and a WDPA4A small tub of Anchor spreadable butter. I bought one of these yesterday, but somehow it had slipped my mind. Hard to believe, I know! What a Shmeggege!

Some decent photographs were taken on the bus home.


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I had one of Roy and my usual discussions of farcicalness on the way back to the flats. (We’re both deaf. Hehe!)

5Fri015WDPA4A Off the bus and Roy and I popped into the Nottingham City Homes, Winwood Flats, Unterscharführeress Wardens Temporary HQ, Willmott-Dixon workers breakfast and tea-break room, Sarcasm & Insult distribution area, Tenants Socialisation Shed, Telling Inchcock off Zone, Things like crockery and pottery to be stolen from, and residents room. Roy for a wee-wee, and me to hand the weekend nibbles to the Wardens, who were not there. So we made out way back to the flats.

I got in and had a sharp short wee-wee.

Did the Health Checks and went back to the Nottingham City Homes, Winwood Flats, Unterscharführeress Wardens Temporary HQ, Willmott-Dixon workers breakfast and tea-break room, Sarcasm & Insult distribution area, Tenants Socialisation Shed, Telling Inchcock off Zone, Things like crockery and pottery being stolen from, and residents hut. Managed to catch the Wardens in. But of course, I have been forbidden from mentioning any communications I have with any Nottingham City Homes personnel or agents, on this blog. So, I won’t.

Back up to the apartment. Moved the things back onto the window ledge. Then got on with updating this blog.

The telephone chirped up. It was Foot Lady Sue; she could not attend yesterday, asked if she could come in 20 minutes. I said yes, and she did come later.

Did my plates-of-meat, had a laugh and departed, after making an appointment for 7 weeks time.

I had a quick bash on Facebook, but it was going so slow. I gave up and got the nosh prepared.

5Fri36Coreldraw prepping of graphics again for an hour of so more.

Did the health checks.

Then the pork ribs with curried baked beans in Texas BBQ sauce and oven-bottom muffins were served up.

I added the beans and ate this out of the foil oven tray. The pork was 95% bone, but still tasted fantastic, and a taste-score of 9/10 was given.

I fell asleep afterwards and woke with the tray somehow still balanced on my ample stomach. This was nae bother, because by then the foil-tray was completely empty and all the fluids had been soaked up with the muffins and eaten, not a crumb left on it. Hehe!

I’d had a dream about my old beloved black cat, Cyril. The fantasy was marvellous. I was living here in the flat, but Cyril was with me, doing all the habits he displayed so many years ago. The headbutting me awake, loud purring, jumping off of the floor and nearly knocking me over, and clinging on to my shoulders as he rubbed his face in mine. I was really enjoying the images. The sad part was waking up to find it was only a dream and not real.

5Fri37As I struggled out of the £300 second-hand recliner to go and wash the pots up, I realised that the TV was on, and set at the CCTV apartments foyer channel?

I could not recall turning on the TV at all, let alone watching this door entrance?

Took the medications and settled back down in the chair, but the TV on to watch the three back-to-back episodes of ‘Hustle’ that were showing on channel 60. I would estimate that of the three channels; I managed to stay awake to watch twenty-minutes of the first, ten minutes of the second, and two minutes of the third one. Before nodding off and waking again. Still, with all the lack of sleep last night, I should have known this would be the case.

I dropped off to sleep again quickly and had another dream. Of a very lepid nature. I was living in luxury in a mansion of some sort, waiters, butlers, friends, Sister Janet and Dad, Brother Pete, old childhood loves Christine, Margaret, Auntie Kath and Doris, and their pets were all around me. Possibly one of the best dreams I’ve ever had.

TTFN all.