Inchcock Today – Saturday 16th November 2019: Lots of photos from my trip to town.

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Saturday 16th November 2019

Scots Gaelic: Disathairne 16 Samhain 2019

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WD 0.0.50 00:25hrs: The first thing that broke into my muddled-chaotic mind this morning was that ever-present humming, drowning wind-like noise that surrounds the entire block of flats, and how extremely noisier it was! Grr!

6Sat03WDP 13LWD 0.0.50 Then the Colin Cramps started off again, and a few well-chosen, well not really; more like automatic silently mouthed curses were uttered, as the agony sank in! Yet, amazingly, this passed very quickly, confusing my already befuddled brain even further!

WDP 16RWD 0.0.50 The need for the Porcelain Throne became apparent, and the dysaesthesia made getting up out of the £300 second-hand c1968 recliner more difficult than usual. I must have looked like a drunken man, as the myasthenia gravis and dying autonomic nerves ensured I could not sense the arms of the chairs, and ended up in a fine mess, half-in and half-out of the chair muddle! I had to smile at my predicament! The Idiopathic side-affects made my escape from the huddle I found myself in, was not easy. It took planning and forethought before my manoeuvering my mass into an upright position. It took that long, the necessity for the Porcelain Throne usage had moved to Defcon Two!

WDP 10LWD 0.0.50 I stumbled my way to the wet room, knocking stuff off of the Ottoman and clouting my elbow on the door frame on the way! Not a second to spare, onto the throne, and a half-way evacuation got stuck! The crossword book helped me kill time and not think so much of the painWDP 13dR for several minutes until things started moving of their own accord – then the pain level rose, but there was no controlling the action. Gritted my teeth, grimaced a bit, and finally a splash-causing ‘Kerplonk-Thunk’, and blessed relief! Phew! Then the cleansing and sanitising and medicating had to be done, off course. Bleeding from Little Ichies fungal lesion, and Harold’s Haemorrhoids! No matter how far I get behind with things today, nor how bad the weather will be, and having to struggle with two-hourly buses, I will have to get out today, and get some more Haemorrhoid cream! We’ll see?

I recalled belatedly of a dream I’d had. I think it was Silver, a cyber-friends cat, who kept coming down off of the ceiling hanging cat-run and purring at me, then back up and jumping down and repeating this activity? Great dream! I made a friend for life in it!

To the kitchen, took the medications and made a delightfully flavoursome brew of the Thompson tea. I had nosey out of the window, taking a few snaps of the scene.

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The rain was very light but just as soak-you-able as yesterday’s was. Haha!

I proceeded in an Easterly direction, to the computer. And got on with updating the Saturday blog, which only took me about three-and-half hours! With many wee-wees, all of the SGSS (Short-Gently-Sprinkling-Spraying) style, as I did so. Had a look at the WordPress reader.

WD 0.0.50 DSCN0919The damned annoying whining, droning noise from outside seemed to be getting even louder now! I went to make another brew. And the imitation Neuropathic Schuhplattler dance was most involuntarily performed, and the Polyneuropathy caused me to drop the walking stick and mug of just made tea! It went over the floor and the tall brush & dustpan, so cleaned up and returned after making another mug of brew, to the computer to make a start on this post.

I pondered on how to get to town later for the Haemorrhoid cream, Strong vinegar and some Balsamic vinegar, too. I used the last of it in with the sliced mushrooms in the slow-cooker.

The ablutions had to be done next. But I got sidetracked again, and did the handwashing first, and wrung and hung.

WDP 11kLThe ablutions went phenomenally well! One, I say One cut shaving, no damage doing the teggies, a few dropsies as is to be expected with the myasthenia gravis problem being so much worse this morning, no sock-glide injuries and just the one belting of the elbow on the door frame. (I’m getting a little too regular with doing this lately) Smug-Mode-Temprarilty-Adopted!

WDP 13bLWD 0.0.50 Until the need for another Porcelain Throne evacuation arrived as I was coming out of the wet room. A colossal-dollop that the system could not handle! I ended up trying to free things, and filling the jug with water repeatedly to get things moving again! Peeving that, and a messy job! Ah, well, no bleeding this time!

Iceland delivery expected soon. I checked on the Saturday bus times on the computer, I 6Sat03ahope the food comes in time for me to get the L9 bus at 10:32hrs. If not, then so be it, I’ll stay in, or walk down to Sherwood just for the haemorrhoid cream.

Iceland arrived with the nosh. Not a lot came, but then again, not a lot was ordered!

6Sat04Mostly Christmas treats for others. And nibbles for me, including seedless red grapes, savoury bites, chocolate nuts and crisps.

Also, new potatoes, thick-sliced tiger bread, cooked meats, Cheeselets and Twiglets. Two boxes of 6 of Walnut Whips and button mushrooms.

6Sat05I made a brew of tea, took a picture on the view outside, and updated this post a bit.

The persistent flaming howling and droning winds whatever they might be remain just as bad!

Got myself wrapped up all nice and warm, and set out to the bus stop.

I met Angela and Roy on the way through the link-passage, handed out some nibbles, and we had a little natter. On to Obergruppenfüreresses holding cell, no one in. Spoke to Herbert as I walked through the large social area, and out to the bus stop. I listened to the chinwagging, and we all (about ten of us) got on the bus when it arrived. Had a failed bash at the crosswords en route.

6Sat28I dropped off at the bottom of Hockley and went to the Asian Food store. It’s always best to go there first, cause their aisles are filled with goods and very narrow, I had to keep collapsing the trolley to get through to have a nosey around. Coming out with some crispy seaweed snacks, and what I went there for in the first place, a bottle of the delicious fire-brand strong tasty Marca Pina cooking vinegar. Very nice when added to mushroom, don’t you know.

WD 0.0.50 I plodded up the Goosegate Hill, and down through Pelham Street and Thurland STreet, and into the Wilko store. Realising as I did so, that I am disabled, and needed to go further on to Parliament Street to gain access. The entrance on Thurland Street involved steep stairs getting in and out. Stairs, which, with the Walker-guide, was impossible for me. I’d not thought of that until it was too late, Hehe! I came out less well-off, cause I got carried away a bit… again, with the buying-disease! I came out with a full trolley-guide bag and a large carrier bag, both being almost full! With, Fabric conditioner, liquid soap flakes (handwashing), Snack Brazils, chocolate peanuts (3) for £2, and some hopefully more powerful, sink & drain unblocker.

6Sat07I paid up, and out onto Upper Parliament Street, where I took this photograph, to the left along the road. Showing the street musician, who attends this spot every weekend it seems, not that it was producing much interest from the passing Nottinghamian shoplifters, yet. But credit to the lad, he does usually do well in collecting monies from the ladies in particular. Despite his chronically bad music, voice, hair, scruffy beard and hoodie. Good for him! You don’t need skills if you’ve got nerve!

I popped into the Poundland store and spent some more. On black bags, another but cheaper sink unblocker, and yoghourt peanuts. Just as well the bags were nearly full, it stopped me buying even more unwanted stuff! Tsk! Paid at the self-serve tills.

I had a hobble down Clumber Street. Taking some, I think, decentish photographs.

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6Sat13As I turned into Long Row, the first signs of the Christmas Fayre appeared. The famous little helter-skelter, not exciting enough for kids nowadays, was not doing much in the way of trade again.

WD 0.0.50 I called in the Exchange Arcade, under the Council House. Not any customers in there at all. And the picture I took, which dissolved, off into the ether, not on the SD card, gone forever, Humph! I came out in the end entrance, onto Long Row, which was half-way down on the left, hidden in the photo above. I took snaps to my left, ahead and to the right, of the not-very-happy looking Nottinghamian’s, milling around the stalls and rubbish bins.

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6Sat21AT the bottom of King and Queen Streets, the Ice Mountian Slide was busy.

From the Nottingham Post Site:

Report on the Toboggan Ride

The Ice Mountain Toboggan Ride – At Winter Wonderland. Part of this year’s Winter Wonderland, the ride can accommodate two people at any one time and will cost £3 for two goes.
The ride starts with punters climbing the staircase to the left of the slide, popping their bottom into the middle of a giant inflatable ring, holding on to the hand-grips on either side and being pushed down the slope.

So, two runs for £3. Not bad that!

I timed the descent of the two in the photograph, it lasted for seven seconds.

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6Sat26I poddled up Queen Street and onto Parliament Street, and took this picture of the sensibly well-wrapped up Nottinghamian’s going miserably about there Saturday ventures.

Then back down the hill, to the bus L9’s bus stop. I observed the replaced during upgrading gargoyle shelters on the rooftop.

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I felt a little sad that the architect designed figurines had been removed in the cleaning process, unsafe I suppose? For sheer devilment, later I made a mock-up of how I would have liked the shot to appear. Hahaha! I am a clot!

I had another failed effort at getting some more crossword answering done on the way home. The bus filled up well en route, and back at Winwood Heights, about fifteen residents alighted the bus alongside me. A tenant waiting with a few more, to get on the bus, saw me struggling a bit with the trolley-guide and kindly assisted me onto the pavement. Those who got off of the vehicle were all a little nimbler than I. They shot inside the flats ahead of me, out of the cold.  I don’t blame them either! So, a lonely, chin-waggless journey through the link-corridors and big social room it was. Although, I did say hello to Herbert, who had done marvels during the afternoon with his jig-saw puzzle progress.

WDP14aLWD 0.0.50 I met a gent and lady at the lift lobby, and we went up together having a chinwag, I got out to allow them to exit the cage on the fourth floor, and the lift doors closed and it shot off before I could get back in with the trolley-walker. Ah, well! I waited for one to arrive.

WDP 11gRWD 0.0.50 I got back up to the flat, and straight to the wet room, for yet another Porcelain Throne session and a massive long slow wee-wee! Where is it all coming from? Another near-system blocking evacuation, and a wee-wee that again got me having a bash at the crossword book! Still, on the bright side, little bleeding and not a messy effort, at all!

I got the purchases stored away, and made a start on the day’s nosh! I made some lamb gravy up, and sliced onions and tomatoes then added them in a pan to heat up while the potatoes and minced lamb cooked in the oven. After twenty minutes, I took the mini-ready-made meal out of the oven, and added the gravy, tomatoes, onions and the last of the balsamic vinegar, stirred things in well, and back in the kiln for another half-hour. (The food, not me!)

WDPStraightWD 0.0.50 It was at this stage, that I felt a right dumbo! Nothing unusual I know!) I’d realised I had forgotten to get the Harold Haemorrhoid Cream while I was out and about! An angst-making bout of mock-spitting, cursing, self-loathing, depression, self name-calling, and self-questioning followed! Schlemiel!

6Sat27WDP 09LThe meal turned out superbly. For me anyway, others might not have appreciated it as much as like-wot-I-did. For I had overcooked it a tad, but I caught it in time before anything got burnt, just extremely well done, which was perfect! A taste-rating of 9.2/10 was given! Yummy!

I got the few pots washed, moved the handwashing about on the airers, and took the evening medications. Then settled into the £300, second-hand, near-dilapidated, gungy-beige coloured, c1968, sometimes working, uncomfortable, rickety, rinky-dinked, rattling, rusty, resurrected, reconditioned, recalcitrant, recidivating and rotting-away recliner. The one that Xyrophobia-suffering Brother-in-Law Pete damaged, while he was flat-sitting when I was in the Stroke Ward, and he fitted new CCTC cameras and searched for my valuables, which he found and took, (I still haven’t got them back yet six-months later).

Got the TV on, coughed a few times, passed wind, and I was soon off to sleep – amazingly!

2 thoughts on “Inchcock Today – Saturday 16th November 2019: Lots of photos from my trip to town.

  1. Great bunch of photos. That cyclist looks like a delivery cyclist. She’s going to run everyone to to get her delivery on time. Great looking meal.

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