Inchcock – Wed 7 Nov 2018: The Evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetles return with a surprise Counter Attack! Great visit from my old mate Trevor!

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The TFZ lads – impressive eh?

Wednesday 7th November 2018

Dutch: Woensdag 7 November 2018

WD 99.0.0 0010hrs: The hotchpotch of mind-hassling gallimaufries returned as I woke up. It would be easier and quicker to tell you the things I was not worried about, fearing or concerned over that invaded the grey-cells. Of course, as is usual when this happens to me, there were no solutions, decisions, clarifications or explications available to me. The rambunctious cogitabund; merely left me in a more nervous and confused state than ever! Tsk!

The wool-gathering, befuddled thoughts, faded. Eventually, my inadequately-powered brain settled back into its normal simplistic complaisant-mode (But not for long!), deciding it needed a mug of tea, the medications and to do the Health Checks.

The removal of my short-plump-midriff Falstaffian-like body from the £300 second-hand recliner proved to be of no bother. Hippy Hilda wasn’t too keen on getting moved, but Arthur Itis, Anne Gyna, Hernia Harry, Duodenal Donald, Haemorrhoid Harold and Back-Pain-Brenda were all in a good mood with me. Finally detached, I made my way to the WC for a wee-wee. (Fancy that, Hehe!)

WD 99.0.0 The Evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetles had 2017breturned with a cunning two-pronged surprise Counter Attack! An adult platoon of Weevils was scattered around the holes in the wet room sealant. Luckily I was still keeping a Sanmex Bug Killer spray in each room. A swift spray around, and then I noticed some more of the varmints behind the WC bowl…

WD 99.0.0 Where I also found a bottle of the mould cleaner had fallen and the cap had come off! Not that it bothered the Weevils at all. They were running around in the semi-dried brown liquid. I sprayed the area and decided to get down on my knees with some kitchen towelling to clean-up and pick-up the Weevils…

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WD 99.0.0 My getting back up on feet I think must have amused the scuttling away Weevils. (I thought I could hear laughter, Hehehe! Only joking) Amidst my pain prompted Oooh’s and Argh’s, I managed to slip back down as my hand moved of off the sink I was using as an aid to regain standing position… and I cracked the right knee on the floor! Oy Vey is mir!  Well, that little kerfuffle started off Back-Pain-Brenda, Hippy Hilda and Arthur Itis all at the same time!

I am not feeling in very good nick at this point. Humph!

I swore silently and got some Phorpain gel on the knee, well rubbed in. Made a mental note to take some extra painkillers with the medications. (I forgot to, though, Tsk!)

3Wed001aThen into the spare room on an evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetle hunt! Spray in hand!
WD 99.0.0 The damned things were out in there again!
Around the holes in the sealant on the new unwanted light and view-blocking window ledge edge. I sprayed around the area and room. Making myself cough now, it isn’t enough that I’m in agony with the back and knee, Oh, no… Sorry about that chunter, things are not going well this morning! Went to the kitchen and only found a few dead Weevils in there.

Washed the hands and carried out the Health Checks and took the medications.

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3Wed01aWD 99.0.0 Further proof of my being, jinxed, voodooed, luckless and disaster-prone. The day after I emailed the Health Check readings to the surgery, the Sys, Dia and Pulse all come down!

The copiousness of Whoopsiedangleplops and Accifauxpas today, would try a Saint! Let alone a lonely overweight deaf old fart with so many ailments and a mental instability! Did I say that? I’m losing it! Hehe!

I got on with updating the Tuesday Inchcock Today and sent it off to WordPressing.

Back to the Wet room for a Porcelain Throne visit. The evacuation was fine and no blood loss. I couldn’t ee any more Weevils in the Throne Room. Feels odd, writing something positive… Huh! Depressed? Me?

Went on the WordPress Reader, then made a start on this blog.

Gathered the bird food in the bag, and got the ablutions sorted out.

The phone rang while I was in the shower. Luckily, I’d left the door ajar, or I wouldn’t have heard it. It was my old mate Trevor. He asked if it was alright to call early on me today, as he had just got into Nottingham on a visit. (Anytime is alright for me to see an old mucker like Trev!) I hastily got the ablutions finished. Trev rang when he’d got to the site, and I nipped down to greet him.

The next couple of hours or so was one of my happiest moments for years! The old banter returned as if we had never aged and not seen each other for years, it was great!

I enjoyed listening to his relating what he’d been up to. He is a Leo, so he’s a go-getter! Heard some good things were happening for him that cheered me up. Apart from his losing one of his beloved dogs. I haven’t had such a good chinwag for yonks!

I walked him down to his care, and I don’t mind saying, I got somewhat emotional as he pulled away.

WD 99.0.0 Walking back to the flats, I had many opportunities to take some Willmott-Dixon photos for the album. But I had not brought the camera down with me, Humph!

Too late now for me to take a hobble, so I decided to get the bus to Arnold, get some sourdough bread from Sainsbury’s and call for a chat and feed with the Mallards in the park. Got ready and out.

Mini-natter with some tenants at the bus stop. I was feeling cheery after Trev’s visit that perked me up. 

Off on the bus to Arnold, and into the Sainsbury store. Paid at their self-serve checkouts. I had help from one of the attending staff, of course, and she was not stroppy with me either! I came out with: Suet Sprinkles (for the Mallards), a small can of chickpeas, White Speciality Radishes, Yellow tomatoes and two sourdough cobs. Out towards the Arnot Hill Park.

WD 99.0.0 Oh dear, Duodenal Donald suddenly (As is his want) kicked off big time! This, worried me a bit. I decided to get back to the flat and take some Omeprazole sharpish. Luckily a bus was due in ten minutes, so I got to the bus stop. Huh, another chance for a Mallard visit scuppered!

I arrived back at the flats, alighting the bus when Duodenal Donald died-off as suddenly as he’s kicked-off earlier?

During the time I was out, I’d taken some photographs, of the changing sky.

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I walked with Angela and Roy back to the flats. We had gossip and laugh along the way.

Up to the apartment, a wee-wee, wash, got the Health Checks done.

Duodenal Donald had eased off entirely now! I wondered if it was something else that had caused the earlier abrupt pains? But they felt just like Donald’s to me?

3Wed08Got the nosh prepared. A cold one, an imitation salad of sorts.

The white slices are the ‘Specialist’ (it didn’t say anything on the bag about why they were ‘Special’) radishes. Gentle and mild they tasted, too. Gherkins, a sliced an apple, tomatoes including a couple of the yellow ones, which ate excellent to me. Some chip sticks and one of the sourdough cobs.

I had a thought about those Sainsbury instore baked sourdough cobs… I could have donated them to the Nottingham Castle Association, then they could have used them as cannonballs in one of their Commemorative Displays. Hehehe!

3Wed09Did the washing up, as the sky darkened suddenly, and the rain poured down later on.

Last Health Checks carried out, and I settled down to watch some Hetty Wainthrope Investigates on the DVD.

I stayed awake and watched the first episode all the way through! Smug-Mode-Adopted! Hehe!

The light through the multi-glass panes needing cleaning, unwanted light and view-blocking new window, seemed to get much lighter. I investigated, not immediately mind. Getting out of the £300 second-hand recliner took me a while.

3Wed10I took the opportunity, to make an upward photo of the bottom of the hoist above.

Took the medications I’d forgot to take earlier while I was in the kitchen.

I recall getting settled back into the recliner and starting to watch the second episode of the Hetty Wainthrope DVD… I must have floated off into the land of bliss straight away.

 

4 thoughts on “Inchcock – Wed 7 Nov 2018: The Evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetles return with a surprise Counter Attack! Great visit from my old mate Trevor!

  1. A real whoopsydangle day you had there. The EBWIVBBBs are up to staging new counter attacks? You need a good freeze to cool them down. Nicely arranged dinner.

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  2. Good grief, Gerry! Are we going to wake up one day to learn you were carried away (in pieces) at night by the EBWIVBBBs, that the management of your building (sorrowfully and with great crocodile tears pouring off their faces…) finally admit the EBWIVBBB invasion was a threat to huiman life?! Why, it’s worse than a 1950s Ed Wood horror story!

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ed_Wood

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