Inchcock Today – Mon 17 Sept 2018: A Walk through the Tree-Copse, the War against the Evil ironclad boll Weevil black biting beetles going well. However, the Porcelain Throne visitations trebled!

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Monday 17th September 2018

Esperanto: Lundo 17 De Septembro 2018

0200hrs: I woke up, convinced it was Sunday. Exited the £300 second-hand dodgy recliner and off for a wee-wee. A short-sharp-painful wee-wee!

To the kitchen to take the medications. The empty pots on the tray, made me realise it was either Monday, or I’d taken the wrong days medications. I got my brain a tad bamboozled trying to sort things out. I ended up checking on the calendar to confirm the day. Poor old Klutz!

Took the medications, with a certain amount of ambivalence. Then got the Health Checks done for this morning, and updated last weeks results.

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1Mon01Last weeks Sys and weight average was high. Down today, though.

It was a bit nippy in the flat this morning, looks like Autumn has arrived and is rushing into Winter?

WDPolive Off to the Porcelain Throne. For a messy evacuation and to find that Little Inchies bleeding lesion needed unclogging (Ooh, ah… Argh!), and medicationing.

1Mon01aI spotted just a few of the evil ironclad boll Weevil black biting beetles near the crack in the floor near the door. All dead, about eight of them.

Cleaned things up, and went on an Evil ironclad boll Weevil black biting beetles search and destroy patrol, Raid and Rentokil spray at the ready. An inexorable approach was adopted and concentration at its highest level.

1Mon01aaWDPolive Stubbed my toe on the scales as I went into the spare room.

There were lots of the weevils on the window ledge in the spare room again.

I’m sure that they are coming out from the gaps and unsealed holes left when the windows were installed because the dead ones were found close to the tiny holes in the plastering?

Worryingly, all of the dead weevils were tiny young ones. The adults were noticeable by their absence. Not sure what this indicates?

Made another brew of tea to replace the one I let go cold, and onto the computer to start this blog, up to here. Then went to finish off yesterdays diary.

Got Sunday’s finalised and sent off.

Went on the WordPress Reader section, and replied to a comment.

Then, another summoning to the Porcelain Throne arrived. Oh dear! An extremely messy affair this time, and heavy in content. I made a brew and took a Dia-Limit capsule. Well, I nearly did. But I noticed a pack of Galpharm Diarrhoea Relief Tablets and thought I’d try these ones. On reading the dosage advice: Adults and Children over 12 years: Take Five Tablets up to four times a day…? Methinks these will not be very helpful. Huh!

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A lot of stuff was thrown down the waste chute from a floor above very early in the day, again. Tsk!

1Mon02WDPolive Off to have a jolly good ablutionalisation session. Well, apart from the shave. There I was lathering myself up, and I felt something on my head. I thought it was one of the evil boll weevils, and shot my hand up to grab it (Sillilly, with the razor in my hand) Hence a little knick! Haha! I did feel a fool, no signs of any weevil or beetle. What a Schmendrick!

I reckon I got a bit over enthusiastic with the shaving foam and some had got on to my head, which I mistook for one of the flat invading creatures? Tsk!

1Mon03I took two black bags to the chute on my way out.

Down and out of the lobby, I  turned and took this photo of some of Willmott-Dixon sub-contractors working on letting in the evil ironclad boll Weevil black biting beetles into a flat on my level of the apartment block. Hehe!

1Mon04As I crossed over the road, I snapped this one of old Chesnut Trees as the slowly began to drop some chestnuts.

The rain was stopping now, although the odd sprinkle of precipitation fell later.

I limped on, feeling in a fair condition, and at a decent pace for me too.

1Mon05Down Winchester Street and left onto Mansfield Road. In search of some of those tasty soft pastry lemon cream biscuit squares.

An almost deserted avenue, usually teeming with life?

WDPolive Diddly-Dangs! They had, coconut, banana, strawberry,  and Kiwi flavoured, but no Lemon! I asked the lady on the till when she had stopped talking to her friend if they had any lemon ones in stock. “If they ain’t there on the shelf, no!” and carried on talking about something or one called Kendrick Lemur, it sounded like to me, with her pal. I put on a sulk, returned my unused shopping basket to the stack near the door, and skulked off. Aha-ha!

I called in the Co-op Store and got a Beef Pie on offer at £1, baby potatoes and two extra large potatoes to baked and bash up with strong cheddar cheese later today.

Back up the hill, and to the Wilko store. I got another ‘Raid’ Beetle-killing spray. And a food bowl to replace the one I broke last week. I paid the lady, thanked her and departed.

1Mon06WDPolive As I meandered up the road, a Nottinghamian Pavement Cyclist came whamming it down the hill. I’d hoped he might skid in the rain, break a leg and index finger… but, no such luck! Tut!

WDPolive By the time I had reached the Charity Shop and realised I had failed to take the donations with me, called myself a name, gone in to see if they had any copies of ‘The Negotiator’ in their DVD collections, which they had not; Three other Pavement Cyclist also shot down the hill! Grumph!

1Mon07At the top of the hill, I rested a moment or two.

I put down the little and glanced down at it and thought; What an odd bag of shopping I had collected today.

1Mon07aI pressed on, with Anne Gyna, Hippy Hilda, Arthur Itis, and Duodenal Donald all being kind to me this morning.

I entered through the Woodthorpe Park Gates and ambled up the footpath. I saw precious few Nottinghamians on my way to the top. I did watch some dogs taking their owners for a game of ball, though. Hehehe!

I turned right and had a walk down through the Tree Copse. It looked a little sad all thinned out and losing leaves already. I photographicalised the walk down and out of the other end.

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1Mon14WDPolive The spick-and-span, so welcoming sight of the neat and tidy immaculate foyer entrance, greeted me as I arrived home and nearly tripped over the plastic tape on the entrance tiles.

I picked it up and put in in the bin.

I met Mable as she got out of the lift on her way to the laundry room. Gave her a choice of nibbles from the bag for her and hubby.

1Mon14aI got in the Lilliputian apartment, and a had a short-sharp-wee-wee. (Best if we just take it that I did this on average every half hour.) Hahaha! Why am I laughing?

I got the bits I’d bought put away.

Getting one of the large potatoes in the oven.

Took the cheese out of the fridge ready for mixing with the bashed-up spuds later.

Started to get the photos ready to use on this blog, then began to update it.

Liberty-Global Virgin Media Internet Down Again.

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1Mon16The noise from outside had stopped

Must be the lad’s break time.

Off to the wet room for a w… Oh, no, we agreed not to bother mentioning the wee-wee’s didn’t we?

1Mon17The sky and clouds looked beautiful, although it was a tad ominous.

Made a brew of the most elegant English Breakfast Tea by Twinings. The Extra-Strong variety.

When I returned to the computer, I started actually falling asleep while typing!

Not good this. I haven’t been up for twelve-hours yet. And I’ve only taken a tiny hobble into Sherwood and back. So why am I feeling like this so early, even for me? I’m a bit nervous about falling asleep and letting the meal burn or start a fire even. Most aberrational!

Ah, the lads are back outside, and Global-Virgin is working, slowly, but still.

The spuds were ready to burn my fingers while I took out the flesh and mixed it with the extra-strong cheddar cheese, then returned it to the oven to brown off; adding beef pie at the same time.

Did the Health Checks.

1Mon20The cheesy potatoes were not up to my usual tastiness Sob! I don’t know what I did wrong? The large butter beans in tomato passata were flavoursome and mealy. The pickled cucumber was good. The apple was bitter, but okay. The fresh tomatoes were so-so. The beef pie was terrible. Even the last two soft pastry lemon cream cake squares seemed to have lost their tastiness? Flavour Rating of 5/10 is the most I can give it.

I left a fair bit of it and threw it away. Got the pots in the washing-up bowl to soak.

WDPolive The third Porcelain Throne session of the day! Mmm?

The usual evening performance played out. TV on, nod-off, wake, curse at missing a programme I wanted to watch, nod-off, wake up, nod-off, wake up…

6 thoughts on “Inchcock Today – Mon 17 Sept 2018: A Walk through the Tree-Copse, the War against the Evil ironclad boll Weevil black biting beetles going well. However, the Porcelain Throne visitations trebled!

  1. Potatoes and RAID make a good combination. Those EBWIBBBs will try hard to make more little ones with you declaring war on them. I still think you should give up on the razor and grow a beard. Too bad the food was a fail.

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    • Hehehe! The EBWIBBBs are planning a counter-attack, I’m sure, Tim.
      I grew a beard many years ago, and set it on fire! I was doing a job of welding on my motorbike handlebars at the time. Huh!
      I think the catalogue of recent and ongoing failure in the fooder stakes, might be due to the current Trotsky Terence situation. I’m not going out today, luckily there are no medical appointments. To risky with all the trips to the Porcelain Throne. (Had two already this morning). I might nip out later for a trio around the site, photographicalisationing. Cause hopefully I can get back in time if things become urgent? Hahaha!
      Cheers, TTFN, Sir.

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