Monday 5th June 2017
Indonesian: Senin 5 Juni 2017
Up at 0425hrs: Really annoyed that I could not remember the many dreams I’d been having, not the foggiest idea what they were about, but somehow I felt they were recordable, different and scary?
I felt uncomfortable down below, Little Inchy stinging and Haemorrhoid Harold had unquestionably been bleeding. To the Porcelain Throne to attempt a passing. Managed it, painfully, but no worse than Monday’s event. I felt glad I had got all the washing done yesterday now, as I put some of the night attire in a bucket to soak in disinfectant and the rest in the laundry bag. Cleaned me up, sprayed the room with Dettol disinfectant spray and wiped all the contact areas. The innards were feeling a bit tender and rumbling now, too.
Into the kitchen and as soon as I looked out of the window and the red clouds, the old saying came to me: Red Sky in the morning, Shephard’s Warning.
Made a cuppa and did the Health Checks:
Sys 159, Dia 79, Pulse 89, Temp 34.9 and weight at 14.69. Couldn’t see any problems here.
Finished the weeks total sheet, to take with me tomorrow to the surgery. Again, apart from the weight, I could see nowt to worry about.
Took the medications then I got the computer on, looked up the weather forecast for the week and started to work on these diaries.
I was thinking of getting out today, but it is already starting to look like rain… if the forecast is right, I can get out and keep dry on Wednesday and Saturday? Hehe!
Checked the calendar: Tuesday; the INR Anticoagulation Blood Test at the surgery. Wednesday; Out for a meal with some other tenants in Arnold. Thursday; Out to vote in the elections then Anticoagulant-related nephropathy (A new one me, I must look that up in a bit) and Deep Vein Thrombosis tests at the QMC Hospital. So, a wet ‘Testing’ week for me? Hehehe!
Did some WordPress reading and commenting. Checked the Emails, then got on with the ablutionalisationing.
Got the ablutions done. Used new razors, lemon scented soap and had a good long session under the shower. Medicated the lesion and Haemorrhoid Harolds area then sprayed on the ‘Brute’ deodorant and got dressed.
The rain had started when I got out. Checking around to see what else apart from the fresh pod peas, I decided to get a large potato so I can bake it, empty it and mix dollops of the extra string cheese with the flesh, and put the mix back in the half-husks.
Took the bin bags to the chute and replaced the containers with new ones. Put some empty jars in the bag and set off down the lift. Then back up to the apartment when I realised I had not got the hearing aids in. Huh!
Some tenants were waiting in the foyer for the bus. Chat a quick chinwag, then out to the recycling bin with the glass jars. To the bus stop, where, I was met with the others coming out. A quick verbal session where the gals put the world to rights.
Caught the L9 bus into town. Had a go at the crossword book en route, did reasonably well too.
Dropped off and crossed over into the Victoria Shopping Centre (Mall), where for the first time
I saw a toddler getting into one of the Intu trolleys that were made to look like a kiddies car. The light was not good in there, but I managed to get this poor effort for a photo of the overjoyed youngster selecting his chosen vehicle.
Walk to the other end and into the Tesco Metro Store.
To the bread section and got a loaf of their own-label sliced Sourdough Bread 75p.
Then to the Chinese part of the place, and got a bottle of Hoisin Sauce £1. Then some caramelised gravy granules £2.
To the fresh produce section and got a packet of fresh pod peas 750g for £1.50, a small pack of button mushrooms 90p, and on large baking potatoe 57p. I used the self-serve counter without too much confusion. (Head swags with pride)
When I got outside it was even windier and rainier (Rainier, is that a word?)
Walk along to my least favourite road, Clumber Street.
Took this photographicalisation in the drizzle, the rain had suddenly steadied a bit.
There seemed far less folks on it this morning… er… afternoon now.
Hobbled along Milton street and onto Upper 
Parliament Street.
Not many folk about here either.
The drizzle and high winds persisted.
I love the way the woman behind the bloke in this picture appears to be peeping in my direction over this shoulder? Hehe!
Turned left and down King Street. I think was the best of shots I took today.
Down here, passing three Christian singers beling out songs in the rain, and into the slab square. Pretty bleak in the rain and getting even hight winds.
Limped up Queen Street and to the bus-stop, where a lady and gent fellow tenants of the Woodthorpe Court were waiting for the bus that was due in eight minutes, at five minutes passed the hour. We had a decent chinwag. The bus had not arrived at fifteen minutes passed (Should that me past?) the hour.
By 23 minutes beyond the hour, still no bus. So all three of us went down the hill to catch 40 bus home. I sat with the gal pensioner and we had a natter with Bert who sat behind us en route.
All dropped off on winchester Street Hill, and hobbled back to the complex.
Soon as I got in. I put the bag down and got the potato heating in the oven. Set the timer for one hour. Put the other bits away and got the computer on to update this page.
When the alarm went off, I checked the potato and it was not ready, so turned it over and returned to doing this diary update.
Took the spuds out of the oven and scooped out the flesh into a mixing bowl and added much strong cheese, a knob of butter, vinegar and a tiny bit of salt. Thought I did not need much as there would be flavouring in the cheese that included salt? Got the spuds back in their husks and into theoven for half an hour to brown them off and crisp the tops.
Three mini-cheese and pickle pork pies and a very rich tasty Pork and Mushroom pate!
Got the meal prepared, served and eaten with much relish and joy!
The cheesy potatoes came out almost perfect. I dined like a King! – Although, I don’t expect a King would have to burn so many fingers cooking his own meal and sit in a £300 second-hand recliner passing wind as he ate his nosh and then have to do the washing up? Hehehe!
Did the pot washing, minor Accifauxpa when I cut my finger end on the knife tip… again, right on ine of the spots close to where I burnt it taking the potatoes out of their husks earlier. Ah, well.
Nipped into the wetroom in hopes of encouraging some movement on the Porcelain Throne. No luck, but got ‘things’ stuck half in / half out so’s to speak. Damned painful and 
took ages to complete the task. Medicated and cleaned things up and back in the kitchen.
The winds howling, the rain a-belting down in a torrent and my poor Copse suffering the brunt of it.
Bet I’ll see some damaged trees in the morning when I go to the surgery.
Sat down to watch some TV, with a warm satified glow in the tummy from ingesting the crispy topped cheesy potatoes, and felt good. An Alan Davis introduce programme came on, ‘The Dog Rescuers’ I think. They saved a grossly underweight bitch that was heavily pregnant with an anticipated nine pups in her. It was heartbreaking when the vets had to do a C-Cut procedure to extract the pups. Four didn’t make it, the other five did and found ‘Ever-homes’ shortly after. The bitch was fed, neutered, nursed, fed and returned to her owner?
I found tears in my eyes. Silly old softy!
TTFN folks.
eek, and set off down and got the washer loaded and going.
Down once more, and the dryer had worked a treat, all the stuff was ready before the cycle actually finished.
Got the outside done in a fashion and started on the insides. I used the lemon and vinegar.
The well-burnt beef pie was rescued, made up the meal and mixed the gravy. Not one of my best efforts gravy-wise tonight, though, Tsk!
Little inchy was still very tender, so I 
Made a cuppa and viewed the scene outside.
So tired afterwards, I took a photograph of my meal with the DS card still on the computer! Huh!
Onto the computer to update the diaries.
They were painting double yellow lines on Chestnut Walk where the cabin is now in place.
Dropped off near Wilko’s and went over the road to the Victoria Centre Shopping Centre (Mall) and the fruit & veg stall. They had some fresh pod peas in, I recalled being conned last time I got some peas from there – but thought if Tesco does not have any I’ll have to walk all the way back here again to get some. There was a different lady serving. So I risked it and bought some. Turned out okay, she did not slip the older ones in the bag.
Out of the centre and hobbled along towards the town centre to call at Primark to look for some long sleeve T-shirts.
shop window.
Walked down into the Slab Square.
After a long hobble around I found nothing of any interest to me.
To Queen Street and up to where the outdoor seating was for one of the many 
Took the medications and did the Health Checks, then got on with making the meal.
After consuming it, I took the things to the kitchen to clean them up and…
Julie checked and all was fine. Phew!
Passed the wind and shot ASAP back to the Porcelain Throne! This decided me to imbibe the medications next, and take a diarrhoea capsule with them after all!
For some reason, WordPress is not allowing me to Share with Facebook now?
Jillie from TFZ posted about kitchens.
he oven warmed up. Made some stuffing that should cook at the same time as the pie. Hopefully.
Took the medications and did the health checks.
Been no bother yet today?
I’d set off and up through the park passing and talking to the tree Copse as I went. (I know, sad innit?)
On the hill hobbling down to the main road, I came across these giant daisies in a driveway of one of the houses.
As I approached the dual carriageway to turn left down to the turn at the next traffic island for the hospital, the fifth Nottingham Pavement Cyclist came at me.
Ladybird, or Lady Bug as the Americans call them.
Got into Bulwell and walked to the cheapo shop where I found nothing I wanted. Limped to the Fulton Food Store to get the Sterilised milk – but they had none in stock. Not doing very well with the shopping today. They had none of the Bread Thins in either. I did get some battered fishcakes and fish fingers, though.
Out of the shop through the Market Place.
Mallard Ducks.
One white duck, a little larger than the others, did not join in the feast.
Down and onto Chestnut Walk and took this photo from under the tree.
Felt somewhat peckish, so I got the meal cooking, took the medications and set the timer to remind me when the fish and fish cakes were ready.
Drifted off into the land of nod in no time.
Cooked some potato cakes, petit poi and had the last three tiny potatoes left from the first meal of the day. The cooked smoked crispy bacon was a day out of date, but smelt and looked alright to me, so I had them cold.
So very depressed now. Gave up on the computer, made and ate a massive meal and fell asleep.
So then tried WordPress and this went funny too and stopped me using it until I closed it, lost the updated script and restarted it again to write this.
Bother was coming from all sides now, not just Facebook and Email sites.
Which I’d never used before, and got into a pickle and a half trying to sort it.
Concentration destroyed by all this worry and failure to solve the issues.
Google Chrome sometimes.
Now I’ll see if this changes anything freezing wise?
I wish I’d taken a photo from the kitchen window earlier now.This morning when I got up was crystal clear, look at it now?
So, here it is.
ess reading for a while.
BJ was there, and a few laughs were had.
Had a walk up Clinton Street window shopping.
As the bus turned right, off of Porchester Street and down a narrow part of the route, I tried to get a photograph of the steep hill. But didn’t make too good a job of it cause a van turned in at the same time in front of the bus.
I got the meal, a stew of sorts served up.
I felt rather visurient and decided to take a photographicalisation from the balcony of to the North to get the beautiful new greenery in the shot. Got into the front room and noticed the pile on the floor, so investigated.
Out onto the balcony and took the image.
Went out for a hobble into Sherwood and back.
Mansfield Road.
Coming out of Woodthorpe Grange Park, and left 
Then down into the Co-op store and got two cobs, potato waffles, a TV paper and some mushrooms. Got a £1 off my next £5 spend before May 20th voucher with my change.
As I got near the bird poop covered seat, a squirrel was on the bench, and I decided to try and catch his image…
grass caught my eye.
Got the purchases out of the bag.
Served the meal up, with the rather very much more well-done fish that I would have liked due to the time demands of the last Porcelain Session.