Saturday 26th January 2019
Croatian: Subota, 26. siječnja 2019
23:35hrs: I woke with memories of a dream reasonably clear and lucid in my mind. I grabbed the notepad and scribbled down some prompters to use later. (Later, I made up today’s Inchcock’s Thoughts graphic using these notes. Not word for word, obviously, but the train of the Grim Reapers words were similar to how he spoke to me in the dream!) I thought the Reaper looked a lot like Jeremy Corbyn.
Alas, I was too late all the same! I now have clothes soaking in disinfectant and soap powder in the green bucket. Humiliation and Shame Mode adopted!
All washed, and in another pair of jammy-bottoms and embarrassingly, a new pair of protection pants, I went to get the Health Checks done. I got out the sphygmomanometer and accoutrements required, but could not find the Enoxaparin hypo that had been moved in the workings yesterday! I sensed things might not go so well today, and adopted a ‘Sorry-for-myself-Mode! Hehe!
Back to the kitchen and made a brew of tea.
The flipping left ankle gave way again on the hobble to the computer. I felt as if the ankle was going to collapse into the foot, but it didn’t, of course. Hello, the sneezing has started again! Humph! Fed-up? Me?
These Possible Furosemides side effects are so many, I wonder if there are any psychotomimetic ones? Hehe!
I went into the kitchen and took these photographicalisations. The precipitation was light, is was evident that it had been falling all night, but it helped the downward picture to have a certain quality about it.
Another SSPWW and I got on with updating the Friday post and got it sent off to WordPress.
Then the thoughts of breakfast came into my mind. Porridge, methinks. I cunningly used the stick-picker-upper with the more full grip and more extended arm to get the pot down.
I got a grand scrubbing up session done at
As I grubbled about making sure everything was how it should be before leaving, I noticed the sky had a tinge of red in it. The moon was reluctant to go down. Quite pretty it was.
But, we all know the farmers and shepherds saying: “Red sky at night, Shepherds delight – Red sky in the morning, Shepherds warning! So I made sure the umbrella was in the bag.
Did the midday Health Checks and medications in case I get back late from town. Took two black bags to the waste chute and set off out into the rather cold and nippy morning.
I met Mary and Shirley in the lobby, and we greeted each other.
Mary was coming along behind me. When I got to the bus stop Winchester Street she joined me. Mary was on her way down to catch a bus on Mansfield Road. I explained that she could get on the 40 one, as I was doing and use her bus pass, cause we can use it anytime on Saturdays and Sundays. We had a little natter, the gal is not happy with her new flat up on the 15th floor, and sounded a tad depressed. She carried on walking down the hill as I got on the bus.
I got off of the bus near the Pound Shop and called in to see if they had any of the Pork Farms Pork Pies on sale. Nope, they didn’t. But I came out with a few things in the bag. Dettol Citrus air spray, a few nibbles for the Social box, Smoked bacon and some beef end-bits. Paid on the self-serve till without any hassle.
Across the road and into Boots store, and up to the pharmacy. I got a Sterimar Hyptn CR spray, £2 off today, got it for £5.99.
I visited Abdul, and his clothes stall. I got two pairs of trousers from him. I had a choice of grey, grey or grey. So, I got the grey ones. Haha!
Had a little laugh with him, paid him and made my way out to the shopping centre (Mall), and hobbled to the City Centre.
During my wanders, I kept taking pictures of closed down retailers. So sad and worrying!I’ll show them all together here, so you can see just one reason for the depression of Nottinghamians.
I wandered down to the Slab Square down King Street. Where I took three photographs left to right of the Slab Square.
The drizzle began to pour a little as I cut through and down Exchange Walk to the M&S food hall.
The regular Big Issue seller was outside the store doors, I slipped him a couple of quid on my way in. Once in the shop, I had to resist buying too much-unwanted stuff, it all looked so delicious! I ended up at the self-serve tills with: A ready-made Lamb One Pot meal £4.50, A Rustic Granary Farmhouse sliced loaf on offer, £1.59 down to £1, Two Sourdough Rolls £1.20 and some Frites £2.30. This time, I did have problems putting the stuff through and had to ask for help, twice! Klutz! I could identify which rolls I had on the lookup lists. Even the lady had a job to find them, so I didn’t feel so bad. Thanked her and off she trotted to help someone else. When it came to swiping the Rustic bread, the machine would not have it at all. Back came the assistant, and she ended up having to use her key and inputting the code manually for me.
I took many pictures of closed down businesses and signs in this area as I made my way back to the bus stop on Queen Street. At the top at the junction with Upper Parliament Street, this Nottinghamian Pavement Cyclist caught my eye as nearly fell off of his bike. Which cheered me up a little. During this little hobble about, there so many Pavement Cyclists all over the place, it would have been too much hassle to try
Nearby, I took this picture through the windows of a new cafe. Called Josephine’s Tea Room, 49 Upper Parliament St, Nottingham NG1 2AB.
I have to admit, I was impressed with the clientele inside, and there were a good few too. Upper Echelon Nottinghamians, obviously at these prices. Although when I peered into the window, a bit like Dickens ‘Oliver Twist’, I’d say half of the customers were students, the other half represented the few Conservative Voters left in Nottingham, you know: Noses up, little finger out when they drank and sneaking sugar sachets into their pockets and handbags. Just my kind of people. Hehehe!
As the bus got on to the St Anns Well Road, Huntingdon Street traffic lights, I snapped a shot of the horrendous building in the background. Google tells me ICO Development Company are located in it? It’s a massive place, but so ugly to me. A little further along, there are these flats or apartments. Called Liberty Living. Another monstrosity to yours truly. This reminded me of Liberty-Global who bought Virgin Media and destroyed the connection at the same time!
We got off the bus back on Sherwood Rise and walked down to Chestnut Walk. We were moving as fast as we could, and the drizzle had turned to rain now. As we got to the foyer entrance, it stopped altogether.
Said our cheerios in the lift when Tony got out on the ninth floor, up to my flat and I took an SSPWW. Did the health checks and then one more SSPWW! Got the fodder away.
Made a brew and got the computer on to update this blog, after yet another SSPWW!
It looked and tasted good, but for some reason, I ate very little of it? (Perhaps I’m pining for the missing Weevils? Hahaha!)
Washed the things up, had a wee-wee and got down in the recliner to watch a ‘Clarence DVD’.
Zzz!
You need to rig up a hose from your recliner to the porcelain throne, so you can hook it up and wee before you get out of the recliner. Great set of photos. You’ll have to see how well Josephine’s Tea Room is doing in the coming months. When new restaurants open around here they’ll be busy from curiosity at first, and then the next thing you know they are out of business. This is especially true downtown. Nice you got some gossiping in on a Saturday. Good looking dinner. Too bad you weren’t very hungry.
Hahaha! I should have asked the workmen if they could sort it out for me.
It seems the same over here Tim, with food places going to the dogs within a year or so usually. There are so many of them. On Upper Parliament Street, I passed fifteen takeaways and cafes in a couple of hundred yards. The usual Burger King, McDonald’s (2 off), Subway, Frankie & Benny’s, Pizza Express, Reds, George’s Kitchen, Bill’s Restaurant, Chicken Licken, Prezzo Italian, French Living, Zizzi, Manga Sushi, Loche Fyne fish restaurant Bar and Grill, Bar Barrito, Wildwood Grill Pizzas – and on Foreman Street a few hundred yards away we have Antalya Greek Restaurant, Caff’e Nero, Prezzo Pizzas, another Subway, Bella Italia, Revolution (Spelt with some letter in reverse?), Slug & Lettuce, Nando’s, Lavash, Punk Rock Jack Daniels, L4P takeaway, Le Petit Four, KFC, Moulin Rouge Restaurant, Fish & Chips, Curious Manor Food & Craft Beer, Tamatanga, Gourmet Burger Kitchen, The Italian Gelato & Dessert Company, another Caffe Nero and the Pudding Pantry!
I kid you not! (I looked them up on Google maps). As with yesterday, the only scarcity was customers! Tsk! How do they make it pay?
Sorry about that, I got carried away a bit.
People find it easier or more fun or something to eat out than to cook for themselves.
Idleonians! Hehehe!
The PM May cabinet joke… good one! LOL!