Inchcock – Tue 13 Nov 2018:

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Tuesday 13th November 2018

Welsh: Dydd Mawrth 13 Tachwedd 2018

2245hrs: I woke with the mind full of a confused, farraginous mixture of unrelated things, thoughts, and fears. As these annoying worries permeated the brain, somehow or other the jumble cleared.

WD54.39.1 To be replaced with the sudden recollection that I had not taken last nights medications!

So, to be sure of this, I disentangled my worryingly ischemia looking torso with its humungous belly attached, from the £300 second-hand recliner. I made a toe-stubbing and Dizzy Spell free hobble to the kitchen and inspected the dosage pots.

WD54.39.1 Had to have a wee-wee en route. Noting, that the damned Evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetles were back again!

WD54.39.1 Off to the kitchen, finding that the brain was right; I had not taken last nights medications. I then took last night’s as well as this morning, at the same time, together… Hehe! Taking care, not to duplicate the Trental blood release tablets, Codeine, and Beta-blockers of course.

2Tue06WD54.39.1 Then, on to an Evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetle patrol. The results were disappointing, to say the least. Apparently, a Counter Attack had been in progress!

The wet room revealed so many of the little, minuscule baby-weevils, it was impossible to count them all. Grumph! They were spread thinly over most of the floor, with a few that had somehow got up to the sink and had fallen in, or gone for a swim… Hehehe!, in the caustic soda water where the medical cloths were soaking. I finished off one of the Sanmex Bug Killer Sprays.

2Tue02fWD54.39.1 Then off to inspect the spare room. Well, what a revelation there, too! There were adults and tiny young Evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetles, actually inside an unopened pack of three kitchen towels! All dead I thought, they must be… But no! When I part opened the package, many of them scattered. I adopted my “Brutal-Killer-Mode!” Out came the can of ‘Raid Bug Killer’ and I used it all up, then fetched another Sanmex spray from my arsenal draw in the front room, and used up half of that on the illegal immigrant, alien Weevils! I was soon coughing with the spray use, myself!

2Tue03WD54.39.1 I moved on to check the unwanted light and view-limiting new window ledge, where I usually find a few dead ones from my previous bug-spraying mission.

I had about ten or so near the right holes in the newly installed ledge, this time I found just the one live one. I’ve Christened this Weevil, Usain Bolt, because of the speed with which he shot away! I’ll get him one day. Haha! The kitchen Weevil-2Tue08aReconnoitre showed up only dead baby Curculionoidea, around ten or twelve of them.

By the time I’d finished countering the resurgent Weevil attack, and coughing a lot, I’d used up two what were full cans of spray. On Sanmex and one Rentokil!

I guess anyone could tell which was my recycling bag? Hehe!

Wiped the overspray areas that I knew of, then I washed the hands and got on with the belated Health Checks.

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A bit concerning to me, the Sys and Dia on the way back up again. I’ll mention this to the nurse later at the INR Warfarin blood test.

I got on with completing yesterdays diary. This took me ages, as my falling asleep so soon on Monday prevented me doing any work on it then. All done, I posted it off to WordPress and then went on their Reader section. Some good stuff on there this visit.

I went on Facebooking to add to my picture albums. Visited the TFZer site. Hours later I finished on TFZing.

2Tue09Mug of tea and a few (Honestly, only a few) Scottish Shorties biscuits.

Off for a short-sharp-wee-wee.

WD54.39.1 More damned Evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetles found on the cloth that was drying! Oy GevaltWill I survive the bug spray overspill long enough for me to see an end to them?

2Tue10The morning skies hue had changed dramatically, and I just had to photographicalise the view from the window. Gorgeous!

Ablutions were tended to, and the medicationalisationings were also done.

I took the black bags to the waste chute.

2Tue10aReadied the nurse’s nibbles and paperwork, and off out into the cold sunshine. Taking this shot from the end of Chestnut Walk as I limped along. Bit of a moody one, I thought?

To the end of the road and a right down Winchester Street hill.

Passing the Mystery Boots, still in the bin?

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2Tue12WD54.39.1 Further down the hill, another of the thoughtless, imbecilic nasty Nottinghamian Pavement Cyclists shot by me! How he did not knock me, I don’t know he was so close! Git! Flipping psychopathic Pavement Cyclists! I’m losing faith in Christianity. One thing in years I ask for, just one thing; and he ignores me! I suppose wishing for someone to fall off his bike and end up under the bus’s wheels, was asking a lot and slightly naughty? I 2Tue12aassume I’ll be right up-the-creek now for getting through St Peter’s Gate as well. Tsk!

A few hundred yards up Mansfield Road, yet another Nottinghamian Pavement Cyclist did the same thing, only this one from the front. I turned to snap a photograph, but he’d disappeared?

2Tue12bUp the hill with a certain gusto this morning. Well, I say Gusto… perhaps ‘I hobbled a little less slowly’ would be more suitable. Haha!

The traffic was starting building for the rush hour jams, as usual. The sun was breaking through more often as well, but there was no heat in it much.

2Tue12cApproaching the Sherrington Medical Practice premises… By the way, they gave it that new name some years ago, because they serve Sherwood & Carrington so used a mix of both locations. Just thought I’d mention it! Now, what was I going to type… No, it’s gone, now! My memory is h’arev!

Anyway, I got in and to the reception desk, and booked in with the lovely lady, in plenty of time 0835hrs. Got the crossword book out, and very glad I had it with me. It was about 0920hrs by the time I was summoned for my blood test.

WD54.39.1 It was not Nurse Nichole on duty! (I hid the tears and put on a brave face!) Nurse Ann said she was sorry I was kept waiting, they had just had a meeting? She got the blood taken without telling me off about anything at all. Worrying that, it’s unnatural! I gave her, her nibbles and thanked her. Dropped some fodder-nibbles off for the receptionists on the way out.

AS I got on Mansfield Road, I decided to call as Lidl, to see if they had any of the cooked chestnuts in stock again. They hadn’t of course. I still came out with fodder though. Crispy fried onions, Airwick air freshener, Almond Macaroons for the nibble box and some Cox’s apples, minus £6.25, Hehe! Humph! This annoyed me, and I decided to cheer myself up, by catching the bus to Bulwell to search for some chestnuts, and feed and gossip with the Mallards.

2Tue12dCaught the bus, and was dropping off in Bulwell within an hour. Calling in the Tesco Extra store near the bus stop, confident that I would get some cooked chestnuts and pork knuckle, this cheered me up! I came out with chickpeas and cheese baps.

I left disappointed and walked into Bulwell from the opposite end to what I would normally.

I called in the Fulton Food stores and got some pork with stuffing slices.

2Tue12eThen through the Market Place, a sad sight.

I called into the Poundland shop and foolishly decided to stock up and get some food for the ducks. Coming out with more Sanmex Bug Killer sprays and suet pellets. £9 worse off now. Tsk!

The pleasurable bit of the day next, I went over the road to the river Leen, and had a great time talking to the Mallards Much to the amusement of people watching, and fed them and the pigeons. Both lots of birds being harassed by the seagulls occasionally.

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2Tue15cI caught a tram back to Nottingham City Centre.

Took this interesting picture, at least I thought it might be for anyone not familiar with Bulwell. IT is the new station bridge, with Saint Mary the Virgin & All Souls Church in the background.

The tram arrived in minutes. I did not enjoy the scramble to get a seat, amidst the rush. But I got one. 2Tue15dThen at the next stop, 50% of the passengers alighted? Spotting various bits of Nottinghamian Artwork on the seats, floors and near the doors.

This pear is the only one I could take clandestinely enough so as not to upset the seat standing on and swearing threateningly other passengers.

I got off in town and thought I’d try one more time to get some cooked chestnuts and pork knuckle, from the Tesco Metro this time in Victoria Centre. I got there with hopes high again. Only for them to be shattered again. They had none of either! I must try to get to Asda and try them soon. I came out with potato cakes, bread thins for the freezer and pork slices.

2Tue15eWalked through the mall and out onto Parliament Street.

Took this snap of Clumber Street East, with a few early Christmas shoppers, pickpockets, muggers, alcoholics and druggies, no doubt. Plainly, there were no police officers seen again.

Then I decided to try the City Poundland store, 2Tue15fjust in case they had any chestnuts on sale. They hadn’t, but I came out with a pork pie, Ritz crackers and some nibbles for the social hour box. I was struggling now with all the weight I had in the two bags.

I made my way to the Queen Street bus stop, where I spotted this jogger using the middle of the road?

2Tue15gThey just don’t care these Nottinghamian citizens, do they?

Etiquette, good manners, empathy, acceptable behaviour, decency, courtesy, politeness, civility, conformity, politesse, morality, ethics, and couthness, have all but died a death now, sadly!

I blame Brexit you know. Hehehe!

Caught the bus and the second spell of contentment and joy began at the next bus stop; Penny and Margaret with her hubby got on the bus. I fear the conversations were a little one-sided. Most of the time I kept asking Penny, sat behind me, what it was that Margaret had said! The hearing aid batteries were dying. Humph! But from what Penny told me, and bits I picked-up, I think it was a humorous and fun chinwagging session.

Back at the flats, we parted, and Jenny and I limped back to Woodthorpe Court, having a little natter which I enjoyed with Jenny.

Into the flat and I took a long-sharp-wee-wee this time. Hehehe!

2Tue15hDid the Health Checks and got the fodder unloaded and put away.

Then got some mushrooms in the saucepan with balsamic vinegar and herbs in the water and on the simmer.

The updating of this post was draining, but I enjoyed doing it. I stopped and made a blog up of the Mallard visit, a pictorial one.

2Tue16Took this picture of twelve floors down outside, of the workers, working!

Late now, but I wanted to update this blog before settling for a meal. Although it will mean my waking so much later. By the time I got the update done, it was two hours beyond my usual falling asleep time.

2Tue17So I did the last Health Checks, made sure I took the evening medication too, then got the nosh prepared. Taking this photograph of the fantastic evening sky.

The meal, I served in one of the divided plastic plates. Or I should say, to be correct; The terrible meal, I served in one of the divided plastic plates.

2useThe tomatoes, pork and pickled egg were alright, the rest for some reason did not?

A flavour rating of 4.3/10 awarded. I suspect this might have been due to my overtiredness, feeling fatigued and unaccountable irritability with myself.

I threw away most of the nosh. Got the pots washed. Had a short-sharp-wee-wee and got settled in the £300 second-hand recliner to watch some TV.

I was soon asleep.

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