Inchcock – Thursday 31st January 2019:

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Thursday 31st January 2019

Esperanto: Ĵaŭdo 31a de Januaro 2019

I’d laid here in the £300 second-hand rickety, rusty recliner since waking up, with the mind a muddle of murky maunderings. But making sense of my of mind’s illogical, flawed and irrelevant meanderings seemed out of my control or understanding. Yes, I’m losing it mentally again. Seems a daily waking up shibboleth for me nowadays. Tsk!

00:00hrs: I ended the persiflage with my confused brain, and set about removing my jelly-mould of a body from the recliner. An immensely arduous and Herculean task sometimes, you know. Hehehe! By the time I’d got myself into a semi-perpendicular stance, the call to the Porcelain Throne arrived, so off to the wet room.

The evacuation went well without any bleeding for messiness. Having finished and handed on the Catastrophe War book, I had a read of the Victoria Wood biography from where I left off months ago. Then it dawned on me as I stood up to get cleaned, how kind some of the ailments were to me this morning. Apart from the knees, Arthur Itis was no bother. No Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis or Reflux Roger hassles. No toe-stumbling or knocking over or into anything. Hernia Harold caused me no pain at all. Only Back-Ache-Branda and Duodenal Donald were interested in bothering me at the moment. I didn’t get excited, though, these ailmen4thu001ts have fooled me so often before. Hahaha!

The wee-wees are back to an FSSWW (Frequent-Short-Sharp-Wee-wee) mode up to now.

I checked on the legs. What fluid retention there was, is in the top half of the pins. This has happened before, so no need to worry. Arthur Itis was giving some knee-grief. The ankle was not giving way at all yet, and I hope it doesn’t as well. Oh, and no EIBWBBBs (Evil Ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetles) were spotted!

Made a brew and got on with the Health Checks.

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4thu01All results were close to the Wednesday morning ones. Well, the pulse was a bit lower, but not enough to get into a tizzy over, methinks.

Indeed, I was hardly aware of my ailments or caducity this morning.

wd 0.31.0b Without thinking, I took the medications with a large mug of tea instead of the usual spring water. Tsk! No Furesomide this morning, I didn’t know that I needed one with only the top half of the legs swollen? I still took the Codeine Phosphates though, as my EQ told me that Arthur Itis is going to give me some bother with the knees. Some days there is a different kind of stiffness in them, and I’ve come to recognise what it means when I can feel this unalike muscle contraction and the patella area is swollen when I’m not moving at all. Blimey, that sounds like I’m almost intelligent. Smug-Mode-Adopted. Haha!

Got the computer going, and went on the WordPress Reader first. Then updated the Wednesday blog and got it sent off. (In-between many FSSWW’s)

I went to get another brew of tea, and I thought I heard the sound of howling from somewhere? It came again a few minutes later. So, I opened the unwanted light & view blocking new window that is impossible to get to, to clean window, to have a decker outside. I could not see or hear anything out of the ordinary.

4thu03aI got the step-ladder, and I leant dangerously out of the window and tried to take a panoramic view of below.

Oh, dear, what a mess I made of that! No idea what I did wrong there! But maybe with my having to hold on to the window frame, which dripped the defrosting ice all over me and the kitchen heater as I did so, and balancing on the 4thu02steps at the same time, and having to shoot the shot with one hand, didn’t help. (He says looking for excuses, Haha!)

I took a ‘normal auto shot’ straight ahead and zoomed in, on the lights and darkness that hides the Nottinghamian shoplifters, pickpockets, distraction thieves, pavement cyclists, drug dealers, night sleepers, burglars, muggers, unemployed, Social Security fiddlers, alcoholics, gambling addicts, lottery winners, and just maybe a police officer or two from view. This one came out alright, though. 

Disappointed with my first effort, I decided to go out on the balcony to get some better shots. The cracking of the floorboards was a little unnerving. A trapped finger and soaking from the wet windows later, I was ready to take my photographicalisations.

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I closed the window, trapping the same finger again in the same spot. Humph! Got myself dried off and put a plaster on the bleeding finger.

An FSSWW made a brew and back to the computer. I appear to have a tremendous thirst on me again today, like yesterday. I wonder why?

4thu06I went on the TFZer Facebook, and to update the albums on my site.

I went to get a pot of noodles down from the cupboard top, using the grab-stick. The noodles slipped and shot out of the grabber-claw. It knocked down a pot of lemon-salt on the way down. Grrr!

wd 0.31.0b I clenched my fist for this photograph, thinking it would add a little dynamism and reality to it. I had to manually open it again with the other hand. Colin Cramps visited again. Hehehe!

Had a right mess to clean-up! Ate the noodles in a gloomy mood and got the ablutionalisationing sorted out.

wd 0.31.0b Oh, dearie me! The flaming pins were now both chocker with fluid, and within a few minutes of havin4thu06ag the stand-up wash and shave, they also began to ache! I can’t win! Oy Vey!

Made a brew and awaited the fodder delivery to arrive.

Boy, had the fog started to come down.

I made up a montage of how the mist descended and turned into fog, inside an hour.

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The Asda (Walmart) delivery arrived, I felt a bit sorry for the driver in this weather.
Got the stuff put away, and readied the needs for the Winwood Heights Social hour together.

Plenty of time to spare, so I decided to get the laundry done. Both dryers were in use again, but no washers. I got the washing in and back up to the flat.

wd 0.31.0b I checked the sell-by dates on the fresh products. The cream cakes for the gals had 1 Feb on, so they were alright. They had substituted some picnic eggs for mini sausages, I wondered? Grumph! But I didn’t realise when the order came, because they no longer supply a printed copy of the details. Grumph Two! The mushrooms only had one day left! Grumph Three! The mini-rolls were all squashed! Grumph Four! Back to Morrisons for next weeks order methinks!

Back down to move the clothing into the dryer. As I was taking them out, Cyndy arrived to take her dry washing out. Nice laugh and gossip ensued!

wd 0.31.0b Back up to the flat, and found that I had left the hot water tap running, and it had run cold! My incompetency, cack-handedness, deficiencies, and ineptness, gets me down at times, you know! Oy Vey!

wd 0.31.0b Down to the laundry room again to retrieve my washi4thu21ng taking the black bags to the waste chute on the way. The journey was of particular interest this time: One lift was on the 11th floor and did not move. The ‘free’ lift took the following route before getting to my 12th floor, 3rd to Ground floor, up to 6th floor, on up passing me to the 15th floor, down to the ground floor, up to 11th floor where the other lift had been stuck for ages, down to the 9th floor, then back to the ground floor, then up to the 9th floor, finally arriving empty at my floor! I know this, cause it was such an odd happening, I wrote the movements down. We picked up a lady from the 6th floor and a gentleman from the 3rd floor en route to the ground floor. I think if they installed these lifts at an amusement centre, they would go down a treat as a mystery ride! Haha! Joking aside, I assumed it would have been due to the installation preppers for the Sprinkler System working, maybe, perhaps, possibly, or not.

4thu11I removed and folded the togs into the bag. Cleaned the filter and drum, and was soon back at the elevators again.

This time the other lift was stuck on the 11th floor. But I got the other one straight away, up to the apartment and got the clothing stored away. This was when it dawned on me, that I had taken a wee-wee for over an hour-and-a-half! Things were looking good!

I took all I needed with me, and set out to the Nottingham City Homes, Winwood Flats, Oberstgruppenführer Wardens Temporary HQ, Toilet, Sarcasm & Insult distribution area. Rumourmongering Clinic. Telling Inchcock off Zone. Things like china and pottery to be stolen 4thu12from, and residents room hut, for the Winwood Tenants Socialisation hour.

I spotted a new advisory sign on the lift lobby notice board, for the better off of our residents who are still young enough, fit enough, capable and rich enough to own cars. I assume this was from Angel Auntie Jenny. ♫ Jealousy, t’was all over my jealousy, My heart was broken… ♫ Hahaha!

4thu13I had a chinwag with Nora (Lovely lady!) in the lobby, and Frank came down to escort her to the Social hut. I took a letter to post for them, and off they trotted. I followed behind along Chestnut Walk.

By-gum, it was nippy out there! I posted the letter and joined them in the hut. A much better turnout this week. Put the prizes on the trolley and opened the Wheels cake bag and handed them around to see if the clan liked them or not. They did, so I decided to get some more today when I go back to Mansfield again in search of some more Glengettie tea-bags.

Jenny was in good form today. Amazes me how she gets the energy to do as much as she does for others, bless her. ♥ I got several natters and laughed with many folks, which of course, I love to do. Took the nibble box round, well I say around, they now pass it between them, and I miss out on chinwags. Tsk!

4thu13aaI joined another couple of residents at the bus stop outside in the cold and caught a bus down to Mansfield road. Then waited for a Pronto bus to Mansfield.

I cheered the lady in the picture up, well, she cheered me up, by having a chinwag with me as we waited.

4thu14When the Pronto bus arrived near Mansfield, the snow was a little thicker than in Nottingham. Once we came to the centre and the bus station, there was no signs of any snow, just wet roads and pavements.

Again, I had a bit of a struggle to get off of the bus without getting mangled by the incoming herd of passengers.

4thu15Shoulder charged, trod on and bruised from this experience, I got into the forecourt without serious injury, though. Hehe!

I took a few seconds to recover from the bus alighting melee and made my way out and down through the underpass. I wouldn’t like to risk walking through this footway in the dark at night.

I called in the B&M store. I came out with some more of the sweet & sour noodles, Pork Scratchings for the nibble-box, sweet & sour sauce and chicken skewers. All for only £5.50, too!

wd 0.31.0b Unfortunately and sadly, they had no Glengettie tea-bags, and the lady said they do not expect to get any more in again. I managed not to cry out loud, but did inside!

Paid up and went next door to the Poundstretcher shop. Where I got some more of the ‘Wheels’ biscuits that the girls liked so much. I picked several varieties, chocolate, coconut and iced. So now I can hand them out at the social, and have enough for several weeks, three at least, I reckon. Also, I bagged nougat sweets, sherbert saucers, Shortie biscuits, Pickled onion flavour Fish & Chips and some biscuits to use as raffle prizes. I paid the lady the £14 bill. 

Then I returned to the B&M store again, thinking they may have some Glengettie tea hidden away somewhere for sale. Of course, they hadn’t, but I did get a small jar of pickled eggs while I was in there.

4thu16Back to the battleground… I mean bus station. I got on without any hassle or my being assaulted this time.

On the way back to Sherwood, I took this photographicalisation on Mansfield Road in Daybrook. This pub-restaurant, Coopers Brook came about by the modernisation of ‘The Old Spot’ pub. I looked up some reviews of it late on Friday morning:

  • 3* The waiting staff were pleasant enough but, one meal arrived 10 minutes after the rest with the reason, ‘oh, the chef cooked the wrong dinner’. None of the other meals came as the menu had described and a couple of them were sent back as they had a few items missing. The roast vegetables that the meals came with consisted of two small pieces of pepper and about a fifth of a red onion. The children’s meals seemed bigger than the adult meals but what we ate tasted alright. With small children, it is sometimes difficult to complain too many times as the children just want to get on and eat so perhaps if we hadn’t had them with us, things would have been a bit different. The food was not as described but OK. I would probably not return here to eat.
  • 1* Service was terrible. I think they need more training, and to reduce their prices. We will never be visiting there again. Avoid if you want to live for the rest of the month as cost a week’s wages for a bite to eat and a few beers.
  • 2* Basic food – wouldn’t recommend them, or go out of my way to go here again but okay if you’re in a rush (likely to get a table). Service pretty poor – didn’t have the food we ordered, forgot some items and then had the cheek to leave them all on the bill.

No wonder the car park looked empty! But some people liked it. More Reviews

4thu17wd 0.31.0b I dropped off the bus in Sherwood, and the connecting bus up the hill back home, passed the stationary bus as I alighted it. Tsk!

I walked over the hill and down to the Woodthorpe Grange Park gate, to find few animals or people out in the cold weather today.

As I neared the top turn off to the flats, the same dog that did it last week, came over for the sniff in the sh4thu18opping bags.

I gave her a bit of fuss and chinwagged to her as I left her to it. I’d forgotten about the chicken in there! Hehehe!

This animal cheered me a bit, and I tackled the last stretch down the gravel footpath to the flats in perky spirits.

Amazingly, I got in the apartment, and still didn’t need a wee-wee? Yeehaw!

wd 0.31.0b Suddenly, I felt so drained and weary. Well, I suppose it has been a busy day for me, so should have expected it.

I got some chips in the oven, made up some sandwiches, slice4thu20d some tomatoes, a couple of the Asda substituted mini-eggs and a chicken skewer to the plate in readiness for the chips to be cooked.

I planned some TV viewing, some excellent programmes to watch for me on Freeview. My favourite old stuff. Boon, Pie in the Sky and Heartbeat, followed by Hustle! Served up the meal.

wd 0.31.0b I’d made too much for me to eat it all, and had to throw away those horrible, foul, tasteless mini-eggs as well! The chicken things were delicious.

Settled into the £300 second-hand rickety 1968 rusty recliner, and got the TV on to have an entertaining viewing session.

wd 0.31.0b Huh! I watched the Boon until the first commercial break and nodded off and woke in the middle of Pie in the Sky. Again I drifted off during the adverts, after changing the channel to watch Heartbeat. Woke again as the credits were scrolling at the end of Heartbeat! Zzzz!

Is anyone interested in buying an oldish little-watched TV set? Hahaha!