Inchcockski – Saturday 30th November 2019: Cold, foggy day indoors, computerisationing, mostly.

1 Dec 01

Saturday 30th November 2019

Dutch: Zaterdag 30 November 2019

23:00hrs: I stirred into ersatz life, almost semi-automatically detached my lumbering, rubbery, flobby-body from the £300 second-hand rusty, rickety-recliner. Up onto my feet, grabbed the four-pronged walking stick, and made my way for a wee-wee, stubbing my toe against the Ottoman, dropped the four-pronged walking stick and knocked over the spring water bottle!

The none-urgent wee-weeing had to wait, while I cleared up the mess I’d made. Miraculously, the ailments were mostly being kind to me this morning, apart from the Peripheral Neuralgia, of course, that will never improve, and slowly as the day went on, Arthur Itis got steadily worse. Nae bothers, from Anne Gyna, Reflux Roger, Duodenal Donald, Hernia Henry, Back-Pain-Brenda, Dizzy Dennis, any Eye-Zipping-Zelda (Saccades), headaches or Neuropathic Schuhplattler dancing. As I made my way to the wee-wee hut, I felt a little strange, not ill, sick or depressed, just peculiar, I suppose.

The weeing was of the MES (Marathon-Endless-Sprinkling) variety, then I needed to use the Porcelain Throne. So I had time for a good thinking session. I decided that the recent change in my fortunes, not having anywhere near so many cock-ups and calamities yesterday, must have confused my brain? It’s just not used to anything going right and lack of pains, you know! Hehehe! It can’t last! And also, besides and as well, (LIFL) Little Inchies Fungal Lesion was not bleeding! I can’t claim the same for Harold’s Haemorrhoids though, but not a lot.

So, I made a brew, took the medications and made an early start on making up some graphics. I’m afraid the optimism of an hour ago, had diminished! The failing neurotransmitter from finger-tips to brain got worse. So, it became too much of a hassle to keep on CorelDrawing. I began the updating of Friday’s post. Which took me hours to get done. But with blind-faith, dedicated stupidity, several mugs of tea, and even more wee-wees, All of the MES) type, I got it finished and sent off to WordPress.

I made another mug of tea and had an  MES wee-wee. I took two pictures from the unwanted, unliked, unsafe, impossible to clean, thick-framed, light and view-blocking new kitchen window. Of roughly the same view. The one on the left in Night Landscape, the right one, in Aperture Priority mode. Which do you think is the best. please? I’d like to get the best out of this Nikon camera. The Canon, even with Tim’s help from New Mexico, I can’t cope with all the things you have to go through to change anything, too complicated for a docile, uneducated old thing like me! Hehe!

I made a start on this post. Got as far as here, and found a photo that I had forgotten to use yesterday. When I was going for the bus home from town, I came across a crowd of anti-capitalist protesters, on King Street.

Here is a link to the chaos they caused. Anticapitalist-Climate Change Nottingham Protest

No mention of them nearly knocking me over when they rushed up the road, I see! Tsk!

I went on TFZer Facebooking. Then had to get back and try the graphicationalisationing again on CorelDraw. Hours later, I’d 2×3 done, suffice for just three posts. In between correcting and amending the work, several mugs of tea, and three MES type wee-wee visits. The fog us coming down a little thicker now. I tried to continue with the graphicalisationing, but the finger-ends damaged Polyneuropathy nerves and Clopidogrel, were just to bad to carry on. I was disappointed and cheesed-off with this. I fear the end to graphicationalisationing might be close, now.

Then, as I considered doing the handwashing, Dizzy Dennis had ago at me. I saw that the Nottingham City Homes supplied monitor was indicating that the Humidity was a fair bit under the green zone. Not that I can remember what someone told me about what it meant. I am thick and blessed with a bad memory!

Then I spotted that the mist had grown a little thicker, too.

Arthur Itis was till unhappy with me, and Dizzy Dennis had another bash too. This is not good. But I have to try to get at least tomorrow’s template done. Here goes, I’ll give it a bash again, hello, the headache has started again now. Grumph!

I may have been computing for too long. But I love doing the blog and graphics. I heard a noise like something falling, so had to investigate the cause, for fear that it might be something dangerous. After scrutinising, I found it was some mail coming through the letterbox.  Two junk mail, and a letter from the Sherwood Health Clinic, advising me they had rearranged the appointment they cancelled last Thursday and gave one for next Thursday the 5th at 08:50hrs. Fair enough!

The headache was getting worse, so I nipped into the kitchen, and took an extra Codeine 30g, cause the head was suffering.

I opened the unwanted, thick-framed, light and view-blocking kitchen window, and took a picture of the now very thick fog!

Another attack from Dizzy Dennis. They were not massive ones, but annoying, and I only thought I might go over, once. So copeable with, but niggling.

I decided that the handwashing and CorelDrawing will have to wait, or just be left undone! I was struggling even with just typing now, thought it was a good idea to get the meal sorted while I could. I was not in a good state, but have been worse, and things can change. Typing is out of the question just now. The nerve-ends and Dizzies put paid to that. I see how things go. Must take care when handling the hot stuff when cooking.

I struggled to stay awake when eating my dinner. Taste rating of 8.6/10. All eaten, then pots washed, and down to watch a DVD film, another good oldie, and goodie-winning, ‘Last Stand’ Watched the first five minutes or so, and drifted off to sleep. Woke for the last few minutes of the movie.

Turned off the DVD and TV… Zzzz!

2 thoughts on “Inchcockski – Saturday 30th November 2019: Cold, foggy day indoors, computerisationing, mostly.

  1. Timothy Price – I specialize in daily art, documentary and promotional photography. If you have a special event such as a musical production, play, concert, etc. or have a product or fashion that you need photographed, or you are a performer, musician and artist in need of promotional photos please email me or call.
    Timothy Price

    That is quite a foggy shot you got there. Nice minimal art piece that’s perfect for the Tate.

    I looked at the link to the protesters. Of course the socialist solution to climate change is to murder a whole lot of people, in the tens of millions, like Stalin and Mao did last century. The problem for the protesters is that they are not the socialist elite, so most of them would be among those who must die to for the cause — Oh! and to save the planet. However, various protesters I’ve talked to on this side of the pond believe the Politburo will be appreciative of their efforts to bring down capitalism, and will, in the protester’s minds, spare the protesters’ lives for their efforts. Simple, naive, stupid people those protesters are when it comes to understanding the realities of socialist politics.

    Great looking dinner. DVDs are a very effective and cost efficient sleep therapy.

    • Inchcock – Nottingham. UK. – 73 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Metal ticker, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Rheumatoid Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Sandra, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
      Inchcock

      The Tate, huh, how can they keep ignoring my artwork? Hahaha!
      You got it right with Stalin and Mao, and they went on to win Peace awards? I think it was anyway.
      The youth I spoke to at the demo, was really brain-washed. He kept repeating thingss like he’s read them in a book or leaflet. But so confident with it, fully assured that things wil be better for the proletariats! If any pros survive, it will still be to serve their true masters.
      Great nosh as you point out, Tim, and I can have another go at the DVD if I can’t nod-off tonight. Hehehe!
      TTFNski, Sir.

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