Inchcock Today – Thursday 21st June 2018 – Residents Social Hour today

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Thursday 21st June 2018

Germany: Donnerstag, 21. Juni 2018

0400hrs: Woke and feeling a little under the weather, not poorly, just hazy… no that’s not the word. Acidulous, with an awareness of my ability for committing aeviternal errors, shortcomings, and cock-ups. I did not like myself much.

This morning, the brain was back to its meanderings, frettings, worrying and confused perceiving and making no sense of the world or universe.

No signs of any nocturnal nibbling or somnambulating having taken place, I tackled the job of removing my overly wobbly body mass from the £300 second-hand recliner with ease, and off to the kitchen to do the Health Checks. Hippy Hilda, Anne Gyna, and Roger Reflux were all in a good mood with me. Duodenal Donald, I could sense was getting ready to attack me shortly. The light tightening and gentle stabs of pain told me this.

Whoopsie2 I found the flipping hotplate on the stove had been left on a low setting overnight. What a schmuck!

Got the Health Checks completed and took the medications.

4Thu02

4Thu01Th Sys, Dia, and the Pulse had gone back up again, about time too.

Shame about the weights slight increase. Particularly after the decent hobble to the City Hospital yesterday, I’d hoped it would have gone the other way, down.

Humph!

Whoopsie2 The bulbous tummy innards rumbled, and I found myself rushing as fast as I could to the Porcelain Throne. Trotsky Terence had me fooled, he’s back again. A messy session that needed cleaning up after. I decided to get the ablutions done while I was in there. For fear of disturbing the neighbours so early, I had a stand-up wash. No cuts shaving. Harold’s haemorrhoids were not bleeding. Only the fungal lesion stung when medicated. Tsk!

I returned to the kitchen, and threw away the now gone cold mug of English Breakfast tea, and made a fresh one. Took these shots while waiting for the kettle to boil.

4Thu001

You can see the underfelt on the right of the first photo. And, the progress on the balcony base, which doesn’t seem much compared to the same day last week.

I observed some parking spaces down below on Chestnut Walk. A curiosity indeed. I imagine that the more well-heeled, favoured fortunate few, who can afford a car, have a family to go away with, and have not lost their driving licences through ill-health, might be on holiday in Seychelles, Hong Kong or at the World Cup in Russia? Hehehe! Only joking!

4Thu03I went to the kitchen and realised just how odd my legs were this morning, again, always a change every waking up.

Today it was the turn of the right leg to get more bloated than the left one. But both of them had seemed to have cleared out the water retention a fair bit. I’d hoped this would have helped me get the weight down, but, no. Tsk!

The left leg usually wins at this battle between them. Haha!

4Thu04I went to make sure the keys were in the jacket pocket in the hallway, and guess what?

I found the Wilko Grow tomatoes in a can tin! After days of looking for this, I decided I’d lost it, but here it is on.

Perfectly natural to store a thing like this on top of the electricity box in the hall, with the fresh-air sprays. Well, maybe not eh? Haha!

I got the raffle prizes, nibbles and bits ready in the bag for the Winwood Social Hour later.

Got the yesterday’s diary completed and posted off. Made a start on this one.

I received an Email from the doctor’s surgery.

4Thu05

No mention of why they did not contact me last week with the results or to make an appointment for this week for me. As for their yet another late selection making this week for next week, I sent an Email back thanking them. But telling them that a 1230hrs appointment would be unsuitable for me. I went into some detail for them to ignore, explaining about my weariness that dawns very early in the day. A lat appointment means I am incapable of getting any other things done on that day. I bravely informed them that I would go to the City Hospital for the blood test. They always tell me off for doing this! But with two out of four weeks, they have not made me an appointment at all. Grumph & Grumble!

4Thu06The Iceland delivery arrived while I was writing the paragraph above.

Sociable delivery driver. We had a little natter while he handed me the carrier bags through the door.

I got the bags carried through to the kitchen and laid on the floor, ready to get the things in them sorted and stored away.

4Thu07Whoopsie2 Argh! Taking some things out, I caught the hook that was supporting my favouritest mug; Down it flew between the bags and hit the floor.

I considered crying, but I hadn’t got the energy. Haha!

Got the things for the future raffle prizes, nibble box off to the spare room.

4Thu09

4Thu11Then, got the fridge and freezer things in one area, and cupboard stuff in another, and checked the invoice.

Whoopsie2 I had only received one of the two for £4 pork loin steaks.

I checked the email out. They had charged me £2.49 for the single pack, I thought I’d ordered two to get the offer price?

4Thu12

I found out that the other pack ordered was unavailable, clearly states ordered 2 Delivered 1 on the docket. But they have charged me £2.49 for it. I ordered this weeks fodder from Iceland because Morrison’s had been making so many ridiculous substitutions on their orders. You can’t win can yer! Rob-Dogs!

Got the diary caught up with to here, and already late, now. I set off to the Social Hour.

4Thu13

As I left the block of flats out onto Chestnut Way, I had a go at making a panoramic photograph. Didn’t come out as well as I’d hoped it would, but not too bad I suppose.

Went to 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 Socialisationalistic room.

About 20 folks in attendance, including Big John. Put the raffle prize on the trolley.

Had a natter with Jenny and then Cyndy. Sat near Winchester William (who knicked my raffle tickets, Hehe! Lynne arrived, and we had a chinwag. She later handed-out thermometer/dampness monitors, that Nottingham City Homes had provided for anyone who wants one.

Handed out the nibbles, getting myself a bit of socialisationing enjoyment while doing so.

Dizzy Dennis visited suddenly. I departed early, confused a little now.

4Thu13aStrolled down in the sunshine and warm wind back to the flat. Got inside at 10:50hrs.

Up to my apartment without needing a wee-wee either?

Did the second set of Health Checks. All readings apart had taken a dive.

Took the shoes off and to the storage area in the spare room.

The noise of the drilling outside was horrendous. These photos I took of two gentlemen drilling-away near the window. The quality of these pictures are not good, in fact, they’re bad. This is due to the windows not being able to be cleaned, as they remain locked Rightly so, during the workers on the hoists upgrading work is done. I think!

4Thu14

4Thu15Did the midday tablet taking and got on with updating this blog.

I opened the humidity/temperature thingy and got it on the bookshelves. Bit of a shame they did not put the once English, until we gave away our heritage and hopes by going over to the Metric system, to beg for membership of the EU as it was known then: forgetting us oldies still live by Fahrenheit and get confused you know. We have many qualities that have we seen abandoned by many around us. Like, honesty, empathy, and reliability. Hello, I’ve off again moaning. Sorry about that.

But, I remembered that I had to do some more page top funnies as I had run out of them again. So, on to CorelDrawing.

Four hours later, I’d got some done, while I listened to the unmelodious knocks, grinds, and bangs from above. But of course, I am not complaining, just mentioning it. No point in my risking getting another telling off from the Nottingham City Homes for complaining about the noise. As the Management, told me; He is doing nothing wrong, just following his hobby of model making. You’ll have to put up with it. I don’t want to lose my home.

Now I’ve turned my limited and stunted attention (Very tired now, I could understand it, if I had done anything, Tsk!), to getting summat to eat.

4Thu20Can’t say I really enjoyed this one. Rating of 5/10 given for taste value, no, make it 3.5/10 after all.

Watched the Argentina v Croatia game. It really cheered me up when the Argies lost 3-0, a right tonic that was. The so-called ‘Hand-of-God’ incident came back to my mind, making the experience even more gratifying to watch.

My glee did not last long, for the cameraman showed a close-up of drug-taking, alcoholic millionaire Maradonna in the dug-out. I could not resist saying a few comforting words of badinage and lampooning in his direction.

After the game finished, the wandering mind took over again. What the heck I didn’t fret or ponder over or about, was probably less than what I did excogitate about. Memories of most topics I considered, had gone off into the ether, the second another one presented itself. At one point I found myself begging the brain to stop. Very sad!

Eventually I managed to nod-off.

TTFN each.

 

2 thoughts on “Inchcock Today – Thursday 21st June 2018 – Residents Social Hour today

  1. Thank you, Madam. X
    But I got one back offering me another even later one for Thursday.
    So I had to accept the 10:15hr Thursdays one and will miss the Social Hour.
    If I am brave enough, I’ll ask for a complaints form when I go.

    Tsk! Life is mayhem at the moment, with all the hassle of the building work, noise and being let down by the doctor and food deliveries.
    Oh, I’m moaning again, Tracey. Sorry petal.

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