Wednesday 29th August 2018
Czech: Středa 29 Srpna 2018
So, the Evil Boll Weevil Ironclad black biting beetles are moving into the last unencroached-upon room in the apartment. Now, nowhere is safe from immigrants from the holes made during the installation of the new unwanted window frames! ♫ Dang, dang dang dang! ♫!
Duodenal Donald kicked off as I collated the nibbles for Sister Jane and Brother in law Pete when they visit later today.
Did the Health Checks and took the medications.
Full house with the lower readings this morning, each and every one was below yesterday’s recorded figures. I think I must be fading? Haha!
My EQ told me that things were not going to go well today. No specifics, just a guarantee of anything from Whoopsiedangleplops to disasters could be expected. (Anne Gyna and Duodenal Duncan playing up at the same time, is definitely a bad start). Now, the head is spinning, and Dizzy Dennis is starting to make himself known. Oh dear! Brewing Ailments, that’s all I need, already!
I made a start on finalising the Tuesday Inchcock and got it posted off. Then started this blog off.
An almost instant demand for the Porcelain Throne arrived.
I’d hoped that this activity would have eased Duodenal Donald, but No! Made him worse if anything? Cleaned-up, and medicated the rear end. At least Dizzy Dennis has stopped interfering with me.
An Evil Boll Weevil Ironclad black biting beetle was on its back on top of a can of food.
I wasn’t sure if it was in distress or laughing away at me!
I thought I’d empty the contents onto a kitchen towel, to show us all, the ingredients they add to the tea, to give it its distinctive flavour. According to the box, it contains: Black tea, natural bergamot flavour – Cornflowers – Thé Nair and Bleuets, which I looked up, these are blueberries? Which are on my Cardiac Clinics list of forbidden foods! I don’t think just a diddy mug now and then will be detrimental.
I’ve been buying special treats for Sister Jane and Pete a while now. I gathered them together in readiness for their arrival.
Every item is a luxury. Hehe!
I must remember to add the freezer and fridge stuff just before they leave. (Glad to report that I remembered too! – Self-congratulatory Mode Adopted!)
I got up to here on creating this blog, and then went on Facebooking to add the photos to some albums.
Anne Gyna is easing off a bit. Duodenal Donald isn’t easing off. Shame!
I had a bash at anticepticalisationing and moping the nooks and crannies in the kitchen. I stirred a right load of the Evil Boll Weevil Ironclad black biting beetles, under a cabinet, that is nowhere near any food? Bagged a few, but couldn’t get to the camera in time. By the time I’d been down and back up a few times, Hernia Henrietta and Hippy Hilda convinced me to stop doing the cleaning.
Made a small mug of tea.
Thought I’d go down 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 Porta-Kabin, to wait for them. They will be coming on the bus.
They are millionaires, mostly through funds being left them by relatives they didn’t know they’d had, and Pete’s fiddles at work and shoplifting, but they still don’t like to waste
They had cunningly came in their Rolls-Royce instead of the bus. Just as well really, or they
The best thing about their early arrival by an hour was, it gave us time to have a hobble in the park later, to the Tropical House. Which I enjoyed so much!
I formed a plan of action to surprise them as they got out of the elevator, in the lobby. I
Jane and Pete were totally unimpressed.
Greetings were swapped, and a marathon nattering session commenced.
Good innit!
It had attached to the front, my favourite Twinings Assam tea bags! Nice one Jane, I fank you!
They had slipped a few thousand pounds in £50’s in the card, to treat me. I didn’t know that Monopoly was made in a British version. Hahahaha! Only joking, sorry Jane. (I’ll be in trouble now! Oh dear, I do get carried away!)
We set off out and went around the back of the flats onto the Park.
Where Pete took the first photograph of our
Me, in front of the Woodthorpe Court block.
I took a photograph of Jane and Pete as we entered the trees on route to the Tropical House.
Jane looks a little startled and doubtful, I’ll get a telling off for putting this one on the blog, I think? Oh dearie me! And Pete putting on his tough James Bond look. Haha!
You can see, he still suffers from Xyrophobia. Go on, look it up, Haha!
Photographs of the most enjoyable hobble I’ve had in years:
Jane cheered me up by handing me my Birthday present.
Can you guess what it was? Hehehe!
A cuppa and natter. Then we bade our farewells and off home, they trotted.
So glad they came and cheered me up. Cheers to Jane and Pete.
So I made a simple easy to make little nosh. Which despite its minimal size, went down well.
A taste Rating of 8.8/10.
How I felt at the moment, it proved to be just enough as well.
Contented I got washed, did the Health Checks, took the belated medications.
Then had a wee-wee.
The regular plan in this situation was adopted. I put the TV on, assured that I would nod-off when the first commercial break came on.
It worked a treat!
TTFN each.
Happy birthday Gerry 😊 🎂
Sounds like you had a fabulous day ❤
Bless you, gal, thanks.
♥.
Happy Birthday. You look like a real outdoorsman in your multi-pocket vest. You look great in the chef’s hat. Happy you had a wonderful day with a card, presents and an outing. Simple, well arranged, great looking dinner.
Cheers, Tim.
Your Loki shots were smashing!
It doesn’t take much to please me. Hehe! Just as well, really.
Cheers and all the best to the clan.