
Sunday 9th December 2018
Urdu: Понеділок 9 грудня 2018 року
Feeling proper poorly and sorry for myself now. Poor old thing! Hehehe!
I wish I knew what caused these ailments to suddenly hit me with such ferociousness as they have?
Back in the kitchen and as the rain was beating against the unwanted new light and view-blocking windows, I made a brew and got the Health Checks sorted out.
I took a big dolloping of the ineffective, weak antacid medicine. Thinking it might help calm down the innards a bit.
Not such a voluminous evacuation this time, but still a messy one. I’m getting fed up with all this I antisepticating the hands and contact points, and am getting low of the disinfectant now. Ah, just remembered, I have a spray can of the Dettol in the cupboards, so no worries on that score.
Back to the kitchen and took the medications.
Shaking Shaun paid me a visit as I got onto the computer. Just what I needed!
To make things worse, every time I entered the wet room, I found EIBWBBBs that were not there on the previous visit!
Back to the computer… after a trip to the porcelain Throne again. And finding more of the EIBWBBBs. Oy Vey!
I spotted what might be a clue to the tactics being adopted by the EIBWBBBs. One Weevil was seen on the bookcase! I wonder if they had been reading one of my books, to learn about military tactics? They had the choice of the Stalingrad or Berlin books from Antony Beevor or Catastrophe a history of the first world war to choose from. Haha!
Joking aside, this shot shows the progress being made on the bus turnaround and access to the New Build Extra Care and Obersturmführeress Warden’s new offices. A good idea to let the bus stop and access point be in front of their entrance. It will make access more manageable for the less-nimble tenants. I’m sure Woodthorpe and Winchester’s residents don’t mind walking that extra bit to catch the bus or try to visit someone from Nottingham City Homes for assistance or guidance.
The Hauptbereitschaftsleiteress Wardens used to be the wooden hut between the two original blocks of flats, then they were moved to make way for building the new Extra Care block (Which, Jenny advises me is to be called ‘Winwood Court,’ thanks Jenny) Then to the temporary plastic and wood hut they are in now. When they move into the newly built block, it will be nice for them.
Thinking of how the new block will turn out, I stopped everything and made a funny graphic of the projected view of how it will look. Here it is, I posted it as a blog on WordPress and put it on Facebook.
I thought it came out somewhat humorously. I hope no one takes offence, it is just meant to be a laugh, giggle and bit of fun.
I visited the TFZ Facebook page.
With the lack of sleep last night, by noon, I was feeling all done-for. Got the Health Checks done, had an SSWW, washed and got the meal cooking.
The laundry needed doing, but it was too much for me to consider.
I just sat at the computer, no cleaning up done, and went on Facebooking and CorelDrawing. I got a decent TFZer graphicalisation done, though. Pattie ♥, in Canada with one of her pets! Hehehe!
- Be warned, it would be better if you had saved your money and cut up some old shoe soles, sprayed them with oregano and 20/30 motor oil, cook them in the oven for a few days, sprinkle with vinegar. They will taste just the same.
- You will break a tooth taking the first bite and throw the meat away.
- If you had done the beans the way I did, they will be tasty enough, and with a few slices of brown bread thins, can form your meal for the night!
The rain had stopped for a bit at last. Not that it bothered me at all; snuggled, isolated inside flat 72 on the twelfth floor, shivering, shaking, head aching and confused, a Weevil crawling up my leg, but getting some concentration back at last.
Did the Health Checks and medication taking, then off again to the Porcelain Throne (its been like a second home today with all the SSWWs and Throne visits, Hehe!). This evacuation was once more of different qualities, in so much as the messy liquidy splurting sessions had returned.
I recall climbing into the £300 rusty second-hand recliner, but not much after that. I assume I drifted off, into much-needed sleep straight away?