Inchcock Today – Tuesday 10th December 2019: Liberty-Global Virgin Media service, derisory!

1 Dec 10

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Tuesday 10th December 2019

Afrikaans: Dinsdag 10 Desember 2019

01Dec 10

WDP 08L02bWD 60.25.0 22:30hrs: Woke up, climbed out of the £300, second-hand recliner, hobbled-gingerly for a wee-wee, feeling dizzy. Found that I’d left the hot water tap running, and stubbed my toe against the shower chair. A good start! The balance was fair enough as I got up, but the saccade made my getting to the wet room a little precarious. I was walking into and banging against walls, doorframes etc. a little too often for my liking. Of course, it may not be the eyes, I imagine there is a change that it will be a combination of the saccade and the peripheral neuropathy’s autonomic nerves, not getting the distances right, or failing to tell the brain? But I’m only guessing. Very unsettling when this happens, which is every day, but for differing lengths of time, from a few seconds to hours. This morning’s appearance was a gleefully short one. Phew!

2Tue04While in the wet room, I gave Arthur Itis’s knees a good rubbing with the Phorpain Gel, even though he was not giving much hassle, I thought this was an empirically wise decision. (Arthur can be so changeable, Haha!) I believe my doing this energetic applying, seem to have brought a bit of colour back into the legs, too. The varicose, tibial and spider veins. The clopidogrel maculations were all hiding away under the skin? Indeed, the legs looked almost normal! The ailments other than these were all being calm at this moment. (But, give them time!) In fact, the legs even looked practically the same size; a rarity for my pins! Which was most acceptable, to me!

WD 60.25.0 When I got to the kitchen, I became aware of the windy, howling, droning noise from all around the building. This is something that affects a lot of people in the country. But the question of what is causing it gets many different answers.

I had a go at a ‘Night-Panorama’ photographicalisationing, despite the bitterly cold biting wind hitting me right in the mush, and rainwater dripping on my head, as I opened the unwanted, light & view-blocking new window, and trapped my finger. A hero, I know! Hehehehe! I came out a bit better than yesterday’s, so I put it on parlayed. So you can see all the pretty lights that we Nottinghamian’s up at the mysterious humming, droning noise surroundings, of my beloved Woodthorpe Court, can view. With windows that cannot be reached to wash, only one lift working, a fire alarm I cannot hear, and a leaking hot water tap! The dwellings inmates believe it emanated from somewhere between the twilight zone and a wormhole. We believe it slipped into our universe, through a tear in the fabric of space & the black-hole of the spacetime continuum. With illusion, delusion, depression, & hallucination, replete! Just thought I’d mention it, like.

2Tue02

It’s cold in the flat, yet the new super-storage heaters that nobody knows how to set correctly, are all on? Ah, yes, it’ll be the windows letting in the wind through the designer holes and gaps. Humph! I got on the computer and started to do the Tuesday post updating.

WD 60.25.0 And guess what? Thank You, Mr Fries!

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2Tue05WDP 4LI just had to abandon the computerisationing, and went and got the handwashing done. I was feeling dejected. About the internet’s, farce and unreliability. With the assistance of the ineptitude of that obnoxious, overpaid, swine of a Steven Fries, Chief Executive Officer and Vice-Chairman of Liberty-Global Virgin media the international television and broadband company, that in my experience, only BT are worse than.

WD 60.25.0f A reet cockup of an Accifauxpa when I was emptying the bowl. The bloody Neuropathic Schuhplattler dancing kicked off – it couldn’t have done it at a worse time either! I had to use the right hand because of the weight of the bowl, the neurotransmitter failed to inform the brain, the dancing started, and somehow or other, I managed to drop the bowl of soapy water over me, the floor and the waste bins! I had the four-pronged stick to hand and clung onto the sink unit. Eventually, as the idiopathic dancing died down, I stepped away from the sink, stick in hand, skidded on the water, 2Tue11ended up (Luckily as it turns out) going over and landing on the black bags! Which broke my fall, and kept me out of the water a bit. Gorrit all done and sorted, and felt pretty good at coping with it. I leant out of the window (I’ll be bungee jumping again at this rate!) and took this photo of Chestnut Walk and area, below. Then changed into dry clothing. Humph!

WD 60.25.0 There’s still no internet!

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2Tue08I decided to get the peas seasoned with salt and demerara sugar and into the saucepan.

WDP 03LWD 60.25.0f A bit of a gaff when I was opening the can of peas, regrettably. These Morrison’s garden peas, I’d forgot about them not having ring-pull openers. So I had to use the 2Tue10dangerous and tin and flesh-tearing qualities, tin-opener!

The potatoes seasoned with just light Soy sauce. The Chestnut mushrooms were cut in the tomato slicer, and in the pan with balsamic and distilled vinegar and a drop of Balsamic vinegar. But they never taste strong. They might make me a liar yet though, I’m leaving them to marinate in their individual flavourings, for hours!

I tried the internet again and Yee-Hee! It was back on, but, slow!

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But at least I could crack on with the updating again! A hard slog, but at least the fingertips autonomic nerves were only occasionally playing up. Else it might have taken until about mid-October 2025 to get it done. Haha!

I was feeling a little parsimonious with my thoughts of any goodwill to all men, and a smidge downhearted. As phlyarologists go, I must be due an award of some sort soon, surely?

But I got the post sent off, went on Pinterest, WordPress Reader and the TFZer Facebook page.

I had a check to see if the Amazon keyboard is likely to arrive soon. But it was still far away according to the tracker. So I decided to pay the ILC’s Interview and Interrogation cell room a visit. I had some jars with lids for Sturmscharfhreress, Warden Julie. And some cream cakes for them. I got the cakes from the fridge. And picked up the books and DVDs for the charity table.

Then made my way down in the lift. Both elevators now working again, by the way. A lady got off to post a card for someone. I held the door for a few seconds until she returned to the cage. We had little chinwag (Nice!), and down and along the link passage. I could see the rain and wind outside, Brrr! No answer to my tap on the cell door, lights were off. So I dropped the freebies at the table in the big Social Room. Had a chat with one of the new residents, and handed jar with a lid to the new gal for Julie as I passed by the Kamp Commandants Office. Haha!

2Tue12Back along the Winwood Court part of the link-passage, and out of the warmth, through the end swipe door, into the chilly, nae, twas a cold Woodthorpe Court lift lobby.

I checked the food, and with imminent expectations of the Keyboard arriving anytime soon, I turned down the heat on the saucepans. I didn’t want to start eating and have to accept the box while doing so.

1Mon 01I had another check on the Amazon Tracker. Not that I want it in a hurry or anything, just nice to know so that I can plan the meal.

I had a look at the local news on the web.

  • Thieves broke into a Nottingham home and stole two high-value vehicles from the drive. The victim’s Range Rover and Aston Martin were stolen, along with watches and jewellery from the property, near the Queens Medical Centre. In Nottingham? How surprising!
  • An odd-job man was caught with a blade, cannabis and stolen identity papers – including one of a young woman. The offences led to a nine-week prison term, suspended for a year, for Sylvester Kaminski. A nine-week prison term, suspended for a year? That’ll scare him into going legit – I bet!

 

I had to stop reading the local newspaper site, as I could smell a strong aroma of mint, and had to investigate the cooking on the stove!

2Tue13I had to turn off all the pans on the stove, or the food would have been burnt by the time I get around to preparing and eating it. It still might be. I’m unsure about if they will stand reheating when it come to my roasting the Maple BBQ Pork Loin Steaks? The use-by-date on the packet is for today.

After doing another check on Amazon Tracker. Oh, some good news (I think), the driver is only nine-drops away!

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I got the lamb in the oven on a low light (heat), then I popped back on the TFZer Facebooking.

The delivery arrived, with the chap looking a little frazzled around the edges, so I gave him a mini bottle of wine, offered the seasons greetings, and told him not to drink it while he was driving and farewell! It cheered hime up anyway, that was te plan.

2Tue14I got down to the serious task of preparing and serving the nosh. It proved to be worth all the extra washing up. And, I got the seasoning right for once. A Flavour Rating of 9.2 for this one! The the Maple BBQ Pork Loin Steaks tasted just great, spot-on! Mushrooms and garden peas, beetroot and the potatoes all good. Even the Spanish slicing tomatoes were juicy. (Bit of a surprise there!)

WDP sleepLWashed-up, and settled in the £300 second-hand recliner, to watch some TV.

Zzzz!

 

Inchcockski: Mon 9 Dec 2019: Dizzy Dennis and Shaking Shaun, and an embarrassingly timed Neuropathic Schuhplattler dance, ruined the day!

1 Dec 09

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Monday 9th December 2019

Swedish: Måndag 9 December 2019

01Dec 09

23:55hrs: I opened my Saccades-ridden eyes, and life looked like an old flickering early movie in colour! I needed a wee-wee but left it until the eye-jumping had died down before attempting to move. By then, the Porcelain Throne was also in demand.

Extracting my bulky but blubbery body-mass from the £300, second-hand, c1968 rickety recliner and off to the wet room, was unusual in its ease and speed. I’d got into and onto the throne, before it dawned on me, just how I’d hobbled with such ease! The evacuation was as good as they come, there was little bleeding, hardly any pain, and the cistern coped with the torpedo-shaped and sized waste first flush! I washed the dandies, wiped the contact points with antiseptic disinfectant and off (rather nimbly for me too) to the kitchen.

I and got the camera on the legs, which were looking like someone else’s this morning Hehe! They had lost many of their bulges, lumps and blotches. The varicose, spider and saphenous veins could hardly be seen! I couple of new blood-papsules coming up, mind.

1Mon22

Flipping pale this Monday! One leg still retained a lot more fluid than the other. But the most astonishing things were that I found, was Arthur Itis, Dizzy Dennis, Shaking Shaun, Back-Pain-Brenda, Anne Gyna, Reflux Roger and Duodenal Donald, were all but painless at the moment! No wonder I was moving about so well! However, my EQ told me, I would soon become irritated and hassled about something? There are times this gift of a high EQ, can be so disturbing! Humph!

1Mon 01WD 51.51.153 WD 51.51.153a Then I opened the unwanted and unliked, light & view-blocking window to take a shot of the rather prettily-lit view. And the wind nearly blew me backwards! The window blew in and clouted me on the shoulder. I would have dropped the camera, but for having the camera wrist strap on! Boy, it was vicious!

It was a little early to take the medications yet. I made a brew, and an unexpected blotch of enthusiasm to get the blog updating done came. I assumed due to the Winwood Court photographing taken yesterday, ad the knowledge that it will be a long grind getting them in, with the right-hand’s sensory nerve-ends dying, and getting a little worse each day. So, with determination, I took the brew and got on the computer.

WD 51.51.153 But:

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I waited a while, thinking it might come back on… Fool! I turned off the computer, then back on, and the internet came on with it, but it was so slow! I made a start and downloaded the camera SD card to the Photograph folder.

WD 51.51.153 Then tried to upload to WordPress, and…

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I pressed the much-used, probably the most used button on the Virgin box worldwide, the reset button. I had the same trouble with BT years ago, that’s why I moved to Virgin. What a ‘Mistaka-to-maka!’

I turned the computer then the Virgin box off altogether. Made another brew, took the medications, passed-wind and returned to the computer. I turned back on everything and waited as the Liberty-Global Virgin Media box failed to ignite any activity with the internet. A good fifteen minutes later, I pressed the dreaded rest button again on the V-box.

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Just like that, twenty minutes later, I got the signal back! The slow signal!

WDP 08L02bWD 51.51.153 Then, I realised with it going down in the first place, it hadn’t saved any of my work already done! I was well miffed, peeved-off and feeling in-the-dumps, now! I assume this incident is what the EQ was warning me of? I hope so anyway, I can’t take any more adiaphorous activity!

WD 51.51.153 I stupidly started on this blog, totally forgetting about updating the Sunday post! What a schlimazel!

So, I belatedly started the Sunday updating. Umph! It had taken me six-hours with all the internet connection problems, to get the post finalised. Irritable would be the word for how I felt!

I went on the WordPress reader, and put some stuff on the TFZer FacebookinWDP 4GRg. Got carried away and the time is flying by after the bad start. Thank you, Mr Fries!

WD 51.51.153 I was doing some graphicalisationing, well, about to begin, and…

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Argh!!! So I got the things ready and got the ablutionalisationing done. Humph!

T’was a grand session. Dropsies only five! Oh, Yes! No toe-stubbing. No shaving cuts, or sock-glide injuries either! I didn’t even drop the soap! All spruced up and dressed. Got the black bags made and off to the waste chute.

WD 51.51.153 Bit of a Dizzy Dennis en route back to the flat. I’ve noticed I get them often when I am bending forwards or looking down? I made up the recycling bag and took it with me on the way out. I met Stewart, the caretaker, and he took it from me to take to the bin for me. Nice of him, that was!

1Mon04WD 51.51.153 Checked for things missed, not done or done that shouldn’t have been in the flat (several times, Huh!) and down the lift to the large Winwood Social Room. It took a while, as there is only the one lift working again!

I dropped some stuff off at the ILC Holding cell an office, and went in the big room and got the crossword book out.

WD 51.51.153 Young, Welsh William walked in on his way back to his flat, and quipped, as he saw me crosswording, “Ah, you’re trying to look intelligent, don’t bother!” Hehehe! This, for some reason, set-off a panic attack; “Am I going out when a delivery is expected today?” I had no option but to walk all the way back through Windwood to Woodthorpe Court, back up the one elevator and into the apartment to check on the Google calendar when the delivery was due. Time was getting short of catching the bus… I discovered the deliveries are both for tomorrow. Phew! Then I had to hasten back down and along Chestnut Way to the bus stop! All this palava, to get a sourdough baguette, Haha!

1Mon05I joined the huddle of Winwoodonians at the shelter, as the buses were due to arrive. Luckily they were both a couple of minutes late. The Arnold-bound bus arrived, and 90% of the gang got on this one. The City-bound one came afterwards, and we piled on it. I only rode up 1Mon06the hill for about three bus stops and got off near Woodborough Road. I got off and walked along to the Aldi store. The sun was intense but had no heat with it this afternoon.

1Mon07As I was going into the shop, I had a dizzy spell again. Getting a bit regular these are, Mmm!

As I got inside and went to get a basket to use, this is the scene I noticed, near the entrance. Naughty! Fire extinguishers were inaccessible behind the shopping thingies! I started the shopping by going to the Sourdough baguettes. Then bread thins, tinned garden peas, Cox’s apples, small potatoes, some packs of cooked meats, cashew nuts, and went to the checkout.

WD 51.51.153 Dizzy Dennis and Shaking Shaun attacked as I was in the queue. Then, while I was being served, I had to suffer the embarrassment of a rather forceful version of the right leg Neuropathic Schuhplattler dance! It was a short one but left me feeling a little vague. I cannot recall anything until I had got outside. I found the receipt in the bag. So I must have paid, Haha!

1Mon09

I walked along to Mapperley Rise, passing the old car showrooms, that had been used as a Garden Centre, and was seemingly now being used by an Arthur Daley copycat? I cannot recall taking these two photographs at all? All looking very like an Edward Heath enterprise to me? Haha!

WD 51.51.153 The head was clearing of confusion; until I got on the hill going down to Sherwood. Then I started going all dizzy and feeling out of it again. Keeping my balance was nigh-on impossible as I clung on to the trolley for grim life, but it wasn’t any help this time. I had the nouse to just stop, which was not easy on one of Nottingham’s steepest hills with uneven paving! I just leant against a wall for half-an-hour or so, until I felt well and brave enough to continue hobbling precariously (and ultra-slowly) down to the flats.

WDP 02LcRThere may be a clue as to the problems like this. I was going downhill, looking down when this took place? The same last month, with the falls, although in the flat. I was looking down both times when I toppled forwards and onto the deck?

I did notice that as I got to the flats along Chestnut Walk, I felt a lot more like myself, and the dizzies cleared altogether as I got on the flat bit of the road? The Doctor’s for me, I’ll make an appointment tomorrow, if I can get through on the phone, and if I can hear what the receptionist is saying. It might be best to use the email?

1Mon09aAnother mystery photograph I found on the SD card. Taken I think, on Mapperley Rise?

I got in the flats and limped through the linking corridors and Winwood Court, into the lift lobby. Still only the one lift working, but no one was around, and I was soon up in the flat, and off for an SGSS (Short-Gently-Sprinkling-Spraying) wee-wee, and anointed the Arthur Itis knees with loads of well-rubbed-in Phorpain gel.

1Mon11A lot of bumph had been posted while I was out. As I bent to pick them up (the picker stick has broken, a new one needed desperately – but who keeps forgetting – Inchcock does, the fool!), it occurred to me, I was stooping and reaching out, and no signs of any Dizzy Dennis bother? This pu1Mon09bzzled me, as I bet it will the medics, too!

Washed, and got the goods stored away. I got some potatoes in the saucepan, on the boil. Then got the Dagwood sarnies made up. On the bread thins that I’d bought. I used the tomato slicer on a red and the black tomatoes used. Adding generous slices of cooked turkey and adding some onion-salt. Opened a can of 1Mon10garden peas adding demerara sugar). Put some beetroot on the plate. A lemon-curd yoghourt on the tray, a cox’s apple and a bottle of fresh orange juice.

I prayed that the appetite would stay with me! (It did too!)

WDPT02LAdded the evening doses of medications, and a swig of the ineffective, wishy-washy, impuissant medicines. This repast was served up and got enthusiastically ingurgitated. With no dizzies! All gobbled up with relish! Flavour Rating: 6.25/10 given.

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Xyrophobia Pete: posting his pools off before he won the £658,000 last August

I washed the pots up (No hand-washing again, idle git!). And settled down in the recliner. The one that xyrophobia-suffering, con-man and Brother-in-Law Pete damaged, while he was flat-sitting when I was in the Stroke Ward. And he fitted new CCTC cameras, and erected a drone-landing platform outside and searched for my valuables, which he found and took, (I still haven’t got them back yet seven-months later). Of course, I’ll never get them all back, he’s given some of the money to charity, and that he’s banked will not be returned I suppose. Tsk!

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I opted for one of my all-time favourite films to watch on the DVD; Inspired from (Genius) H.G. Wells’ 1901 novel ‘The First Men In The Moon’. It was made I think, in 1964. I can certainly recall watching it at the cinema when it came out. Lionel Jeffries played his part to perfection all the way through. The entertainment value, memory provoking, and desire to go back and do things right this time, were all activated!

It brought back recollections of a young Meadow’s (Medders) lass, who I went to the cinema with, Caroline. We went to see it at the now long gone, Gaumont Cinema in Nottingham. I had to fork-out 7/- (3/6d each – 17½p) to get us in!  Ahh, memories. I looked up the current prices at the Showcase cinema today, £8.80 to £9.75. How 17½p are in that total? I’d work it out if I knew how to.

No falling asleep watching this one! As it finished, I did dose-off. But kept waking up for a few times, (four or five at least- Humph!) before giving up, and getting up.