Inchcock Today – Thursday 26th July 2018: A good start for the day – horrible ending. Int, life confusing? Hehe!


Thursday 26th July 2018

Basque: 2018 ko Uztailaren 26an, Osteguna

0430hrs: Stirred into semi-life, in need of the Porcelain Throne. Dismounted the £300 second-hand recliner with relative ease and got to the Throne, again just in time. I did see signs of the nocturnal nibbling as I got up, Tsk!

Took the medications and did the Health Checks.


Started to finalise the Wednesday Diary and got it posted off.

4Thu02The intercom chirped into life, the Morrison delivery had arrived. The driver was Kevin again, pleasant chap.

I think I may have overdone the ordering again.

I’d ordered two different types of milk and three loaves of bread?


I managed to get the fridge and freezer cram-packed once more. Klutz!

I then made a brew and went on Facebooking for a while. A second call to the Porcelain Throne arrived, dramatically suddenly! Not sure how I got there in time, well, I didn’t really. What a mess to sort out!

4Thu001I decided to do the ablutions after cleaning up, while I was in the wet room.

Noticed that the bruises were clearing up well on the left thigh, where I walked into the corner of an open cupboard on the ramshackle 1964 G-Plan cabinet.

Shaved, teeth cleaned, scrubbed-up and deodorised, I observed some of the mini-ironclad biting beetles were on the floor near to the back cabinet? They were far too quick for me to catch any.

3Wed30Went to the kitchen to make another mug of tea.

Some more of the tiny iron-clad beetles had occupied the window ledge. One of them apparently on guard duty on the top of the kitchen towel.

I went to pick up the kitchen roll he was on, he came straight at my finger, bit me; and shot off, not to be seen again! I wondered if this indicated a possible nest somewhere?

Forgot all about making a brew, and got the nibble-box filled, raffle prizes and put the Sourdough loaf I had over-ordered, to see if anyone would like it, into the bag.

WDPBL02a: Went on the WordPress Reader section. Virgin Internet went down again. I turned everything off and left it.

Soon time to get ready for the Social Hour meeting.

I took these photographs on my wander around the site and on the way 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 to be stolen from, and residents room, for the Social Hour.


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See the X on one of the photos? They have now blocked off the footpath altogether. So, the only option is to use the road on Chestnut Walk. No pavement access left at all now. Dangerous or what? Tsuris, is undoubtedly imminent here? Tsk!

Many residents attended the meeting this morning. The usual girls were in fine singing form. I wanted to make a suggestion that they form a singing group. Raffle Prizes put on the tray. Saturday cakes were handed to Jenny. Raffle tickets bought and handed out. Sat with John, BJ, and Bill (Willaim on Sundays) and we had a good laugh and bash at doing the crosswords.

July 26 2018 - 01hTook the nibble box around and got some little chinwags in on the way.

I nipped out to take this photograph of Complex from near the bus stop.

The workers were like bees around a honey-pot.

As I returned to the shed and the social, I got the sensation that Little Inchies Lesion was now bleeding, I could feel it. So I bade my cheerios to all.

July 26 2018 - 01iStill found time to take this last shot, of the busy workers at the next gated compound along towards Woodthorpe Court.

Then I hot-footed it (Well, limped a bit faster) into the foyer and up to the apartment. Into the wet room.

WDPBL02a: Spent a long time sorting things out with the bleeding lesion.

Had a wee-wee and did the midday Health Checks and medication.

Then started to update this blog.

Then went on CorelDraw to try and get some more TFZer graphicalisationing done. Got two finished and posted to the TFZ site.


A new invention? Hehe!


Took me ages to get done, I hope they like it.

Got the nosh on, chips in the oven, spread the bread to have with the Pork Pie that Jenny so kindly gave me.

4Thu21Got the meal served up.

And, very tasty it was!

Apart from the tomatoes which brought down the flavour rating to 7.5/10, a lovely-jubbly nosh!

I didn’t manage to eat it all but did most of it.

Did the Health Checks and got the TV on. Accompanied by the odd bang, crunch, and tap-tapping from Herbert upstairs, I watched two episodes of Police programmes.

I fell asleep and was having a wonderfully satisfying and believable dream of my living in a large house with a pet dog and having such fun and fussing with him or her, Alsatian it was, reminded me of ‘Ross’, a dog I handled when I was in security work, but not  as big, and it wasn’t him. My old cat Cyril was playing with us. Why I can recall this detail is unknown to me. But I was having an absolutely grand time… then I woke up. Talk about feeling disappointed!

I did notice some empty cheesy curl packets on the Ottoman. (Guilt Mode Adopted!)

As I tried to get into the land of Nod, Dizzy Dennis and Shaking Shaun both had a go at me, a persistent one at that!

Hours of discomfort and concern followed. I’ve never had so much attacks for so long in one go before.

They must have eased off eventually, cause I did drop off.