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Inchcock Today, Thu 1st Oct 15:

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Brekkers today!

Thursday 1st October 2015

Woke around 0400hrs – Found some notes I must have written on me pad on the side of the chair where I fell asleep last night. Hard to read though.

WC’d, put the kettle on then made a cuppa and took me medications. used old camera to take photo of me brekkers.

Can’t remember details of the dreams now, so I’ll just copy the notes here: Boats, canal, France/French people… Ferry, sea, End of the world, tried to get licence to shoot politicians, Osborne, medal/award… shot myself with nail-gun and missed, hit a Ford Prefect car? There were some words I could not make out at all.

Back to the WC.

DSC00087Feeling okay this morning, the bruising on the arm was a lot easier, Little Inchy not bleeding too bad, the rear end was leaking a bit of blood, the angina bothersome a bit, Arthur Itis not bad at all. The reflux valve no worse than usual.

Caught sight of the bedroom… oh dear, 01topabetter close the door – oh… it won’t close will it, thanks to the damned Crap United Carpet fitters!

Laptop on to start this diary off.

Got me laundry bag and added a few bits, coins, soap powder and down to the laundry room to start me washing off.

DSC00089I thought it was a good idea to do me laundry early to beat the rush during the day – Huh!

Three others arrived to do their ashing or drying.

Had a chin-wag with a bloke tenant I’d not had a chance to talk to before.

Put me washing in the drier, making room for  the bloke to get his laundry in the washer.

Returned to the flat and the WC porcelain was utilised yet again.

Updated this diary to here.

01topj6Popped down to see if the drier had finished and collect me washing.

While waiting for the drier to finish, I decided I’d get out to the Forest today and try to take some photographs of Goose Fair. This photo is of the 2005 Opening of Goose Fair.

Brought the washing back up and WC’d again.

Put me togs in the airing cupboard and made a cuppa.

P1020001Laptop back on and found this photo I took yesterday from the kitchen window of a woman with two dogs in the paddock 13 floors below.

Not a good picture, nothing special… but it was to me, seeing the two dogs tails wagging away cheered me up.

Got me rubbish bags ready to drop down the chute after 0800hrs.

Did some Facebooking.

Made a start on the October horoscope forecasts.

Readied missen for me trip to town and the Goose Fair. Caught the bus to Sherwood. Nice Chin-wag on the way with some tenant ladies.

P1020153Dropped off in Sherwood. Called in the charity shop to see if they had any large brown Ottomans or book stands in stock – no they didn’t.

Then caught a bus into town.

The Pavement Cyclist in this picture on the right was weaving in between pedestrians swiftly and closely. The scum-bag!

P1020154As I walked into town to catch the tram to the forest and the goose Fair, I noticed that the  Lord Mayors and Civil dignitaries cars had been allowed to park where I did when responding to an alarm activation years ago and I got a parking ticket!

Caught the tram to the Fair – talk about P1020164sardines in a tin!

They all spewed out at the Goose Fair though, me along with them.

A tram was going the other way. I photographed it with the mini-helter skelter in the background.

P1020156The Goose Fair was due to be officially opened and there was not many folk about so I had a wander around taking some more photographs.

Some of the stalls and rides were open already.

P1020157The rip-0ff stall with tons of wonderful prizes on display, where one buys a ticket in the vain forlorn hope that one of the numbers on it will match the long list of winning numbers was open.

Hah!

P1020158Never seen a winner on it yet!

The traditional Waltzer was still being erected.

The Ghost train looked well designed on the outside I have must say.

Very atmospherically presented.

P1020155Mind you, at advertising £5 quid a ride on the first day, I wondered what it would be costing folk on Saturday night – the time the rides usually double or more in price?

It wasn’t finished being erected either.

I noticed a small stand at the side of it P1020161still being made-up called ‘Beat the Bar’ – should be no problem for the Nottingham Alcoholics that. Hehe!

As I plodded around I saw some of the Nottingham dignitaries in their chains of office lurking waiting amongst the Newspaper and TV people for the arrival of the Lord Mayor.

P1020159The kids kid corner rides were all ready for the Nottingham ankle-snappers and apprentice muggers to arrive with their benefits receiving parents.

I did notice the huge amount of food stalls this year, already giving off attractive smells to tempt folks to spend their dosh.

P1020160At one of the unopened yet food stalls that advertised kebabs and Halal foods, I saw a sign on the outside of the trailers seeking staff to work at it – female only it said?

Is that legal nowadays?

White slave traders perhaps?

P1020162The food stall near one of the entrances the one on the right in this picture, advertising bacon and beef burgers had two people cooking ready for the rush in it – and I have to say it smelt absolutely ruddy marvellous to me!

And in amongst the sauces they had some beetroot pickle too!

P1020163One one of the unfinished rides they had i presume American football team helmet at the front of the ride.

Just wondered if they were made up or real team names.

I’d heard of a couple of them like.

P1020165As I left the ground to catch a tram into Bulwell and get to the GUM clinic I espied from the tram platform, two Fair caravans right next to each other for Gypsy Fortune Tellers like.

The first one Advertised on the boarding: P1020166‘Gypsy Rosa Lee – Clairvoyant Palmist etc. Open.

The second one advertised: ‘Daughter of Gypsy Roas Lee. Open.

Tickled me a bit seeing them their together.

I assume that mother Gypsy Rosa Lee P1020167hanging out of the door knew she wasn’t going to get cancer as she chuffed away on a fag?

Hehehe!

Caught the tram into Bulwell and walked over the bridge into the market place stopping to take a photo of the wonderful Mallard ducks as I crossed over the bridge over the river Leen into Bulwell Main Street.

As I crossed over the Market Place, no stalls on today, I pondered on how dejected the place and people looked?

P1020168Bulwell having the highest unemployment rate and number of disable registered folk in Nottingham i assume they can thank Mr Couldn’t care less Cameron and ‘Orrible Osborne for their downtrodden gloomy looks?

P1020170Slipped the pigeons some seed.

Even they looked depressed! Huh!

And many of them had club-claws?

I nipped into Fultons Foods to see if they owt on offer hat might appeal – but I came out empty handed. Then I popped into Iceland to get some bread thins. Then into Heron Foods – where I got some battered fish cakes and fingers, along with some potato cakes at 600g for 79p.

Made me way back to the bus station and caught a bus with the intention of getting off at Hayden Road and walking through to catch a bus to Sherwood – however… best laid plans and all that… I fell asleep and woke up as we were P1020171arriving in Nottingham City Centre – Tsk!

 Got off near the abandoned and apparently unsellable old Guild Hall Courts building – that was next to the new E-on building that cost many millions to build. No wonder the Franch owned company charge so much for their electricity.

I walked to Queen Street and caught a 40 bus.

P1020172When the bus left and stopped to pick-up folk at the Victoria Centre stop – I noticed some ladies in the bus shelter and something appealed to me about them, all differing nationalities, ages etc and they sat there chatting away happily between themselves.

 They didn’t seem to happy mind when I got me camera trained of them through the bus widow though – Oh dear…

Dropped off on Winchester street and walked to the flats. Luckily I woke up just before the stop came up.

I must ask the GP about all this falling asleep on the buses!

Remembered me ‘Mind Test appointment tomorrow at noon.

As I was going up the lift at the flat, the one lift left working at the flats – I realised I’d not been to the GUM clinic – Whoopsieddangleplop day again then! 

Tsk!

Just made it to the porcelain in time.

Put me food in the freezer and made a cuppa.

Laptop on and updated this diary, checked me emails and did some more work on me Horoscope post.

P1020173Got me nosh – Beetroot, bread thins, potato medallions, battered fish fingers and fish-cakes, tomatoes and cheese pops.

Wonderful! Rated this one 9.05/10!

Nodded off in the chair again, no bath, no shave, no nibbles, no rest, just kept on waking and nodding off again until 0700hrs, when I got up to go to the porcelain…

Inchcock Today: Tue 29 Sept 15:

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Tuesday 29th September 2015

Woke around 0400hrs – No dream memories, but plenty of pains Tsk! The new swelling on me arm was taking the lead pain-wise possibly because it’s a new one, although the swelling had gone down a lot, the tenderness was the same. The reflux valve had gone down nicely at last. Arthur Itis was calm, Anne Gyna was giving out warning signs of what she intended for me later in the day though.

01topj2And the old scars on me chest and tummy from the heart operation had gone a fluffy white colour for some reason? The skin cancer wound was itching like crazy?

Possible perhaps that the scars and cancer wound problems were due to me using a different bath soak?

Still, other than these worries I was in decent spirits this morning, despite me busy day ahead!

I must try to avoid any more Whoopsiedangleplops today.

Put the kettle on and off to the porcelain – to find ‘Little Inchy’ had been bleeding again, but the hammorhoids had for once not been doing so.

Started the laptop and took me medications. Must find time to do up some more medication pots soon. Today is going to be a busy one again, more-so in fact. Got Morrisons coming early, on time I hope or I’ll not be able to get to the Doctors in time for me appointment, then to the chemist, then into town to the audio clinic for some batteries (Thankfully they do not charge us pensioners for em you know), try to get to a pound shop for some woolly hats, then to Loxley House to return me election papers and after all that, to the GUM clinic to get me cream for ‘Little Inchy’ – that’s if I haven’t forgotten owt like?

Still, the hernia and ulcer aren’t giving me any gip at the moment.

I realise how lucky I was to find me missing hearing aid yesterday and pondered if I’d ever find me missing camera memory card or the missing saucepan lid?

So busy with much to get done.

The right arm was hurting now without my using it – even when I just moved it, hurts when I straighten the arm too, it tingled a bit all the time? I don’t like this at all.

Started a graphic for a post while I had the time.

Got missen cleaned and polished for the days efforts to come.

Morrisons delivery arrived I quickly put away the fridge and freezer products.

Bag, nibbles, bus-pass, camera, hearing aids etc in bag and pockets and off on me walk to the GP surgery.

P1020133Thirty minutes later I arrived at the surgery.

booked in and crossword book out while I waited me turn.

Called in and met with Dr Vindla (Who as wearing a very short skirt and Little inch needed controlling) and told her about me blown-up legs and asked about whether I could go back on thee Furosemide tablets. She explained that as I was on so many medications she didn’t want to risk affecting the balance of effect of the others and said to see how it went – ‘Put my feet up whenever I could at night and keep up with the walking’.

Then she had a look at the pain in my right arm – I said I can see no bruising in the mirror and explained the pain. Turns out it was massive bruising and she asked me however this occurred. I had no idea?

I did feel a fool!

She suggested I take a memory test and told me to book one with the receptionist on the way out. which I did for Friday, but forgot to write down the time, later I sent an email asking for the time. 

P1020134Gave them their nibbles and set off on the bus into town.

The first sight when I got off of the bus was a Nottingham Pavement Cyclist who rode over the lights and along the pavement weaving between pedestrians. The Swine!

P1020136I noticed that at the entrance to Clinton Street, the traffic lights had been hit again.

Not that it stopped the famous Nottingham pedestrians from still crossing against the lights at all!

Walked through into the slab square and up to the audio clinic where I nearly grew hair again waiting to get some hearing-aid batteries. This is one of the more morose NHS places I have to visit, possibly because the patients being deaf there are no conversations going on?

P1020138The lady who spoke to me was almost impossible to lip read – no idea what she was saying but she looked rather stern faced? Frit me a bit!

Back down into the centre, feeding some pigeons en-route. I love the pigeon on the right with its legs apart and looking up.

P1020140Through the slab square. Not many folk about today in the centre.

Across and up through near Clinton Street again and I espied a new to me market stall laid out with three obviously Eastern European gentle men with stubble on their faces that spouted a threatening look at anyone P1020139who went near their many tables laid outside on the walkway. At least they were trying to make an honest living I thought.

They had many boxes of shoes and leather goods stacked up against the wall and their priced were really low.

The ladies boots in the photograph I took were all either £10 or £20.

Called in the pound shop and got a tin of stewed steak for a change.

I caught the bus to the GUM clinic as the day melted away – gawd it was going quickly.

Brother-n-law Pete rang me, he was having bother sorting getting his spy-watch sorted on the laptop I gave him. I told him I’d come to his mansion in the morning in an effort to help out.

Got me cream and on the bus back into Sherwood.

Then a Whoopsiedangleplop of sorts!

I fell sleep on the bus and missed me stop, in fact I woke up as the bus was arriving in the city centre!

Caught a bus back to near the flats and hobbled home – ‘Home’ – a nice word that nowadays.

Got in, WC’d, creamed little Inchy. Then put away the other stuff I’d had delivered earlier from Morrisons.

Sorted out me medication pots and took the nights doses.

Head Tue

P1020142Got me nosh on. Mixed some black bean sauce in with the stewed steak, made some mash and had it with some garden peas. Followed by a lemon mousse with Cornish clotted cream, delicious!

Rated this 8.2/10.

Decided to wash the dishes up after eating it and managed to drop me big dish when cleaning it – what a mess!

Sat down and put me legs up on the Ottoman… and that was that! Nodded off into oblivion.

Inchcock Today – Mon 28 Sept 15: Hectic!

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Monday 28th September 2015

Woke around 0500hrs and lay a moment or two thinking of what I have to do today: Take rubbish to chute, bath shave, get the 0930 L9 bus into town – remember to take the laptop to give to Pete when I meet him in town, bus back to Carrington to the GP for me INR Warfarin blood level test and flu jab and ask for a prescription for some water tablets, back to town and then to the audio clinic to report me lost hearing-aid, then on the bus to the City Hospital GUM clinic… worra day in prospect I thought!

Then, having plenty of time I drifted off back to kip – a rarity that for me.

01topj1To the WC and somehow the memories of the dreams I’d had returned a bit, wrote them down to record here later… I was at a highland sports meeting – wanted to toss the caber but couldn’t lift – I seemed very upset that they would not let me throw me walking stick instead?… then recalled bits of me on a ferry trying to get to see my cyber-friend Lynton Cox in France – everything stopped me, I had no passport and insisted they let me into the country using me free pensioners bus-pass, they deported me back to the UK to Swansea? I was happy there and stayed joining the Torchwood team? They sacked me the next day when I passed wind and it killed an alien prisoner as I was feeding it a dog bone.

Done me porcelain duties then, emptying some bits from the rubbish bin to put in the bag to go to the chute and…

I Found Me Hearing Aid – Yipidee Super!

I felt sure I’d looked in there when I found I’d lost it yesterday? Over the moon now!

Cuppa medications taken, laptop on and started this diary off.

01topj3Got a wash and shave, changed and off with me bus-pass, bag, camera and list of jobs to do, to the bus stop outside the flats and listen to the chin-wags while waiting the arrival, of the L9 bus into town.

Nice morning.

I noticed close to a sign telling us that Nottingham was now Officially the 01topj4cleanest City in Britain – laid this pile of rubbish – just thought I’d mention it like.

Then I met Pete at his bus stop. Handed him his laptop drive and mouse. Wished him well with it and off he went to buy some nuts for his squirrels then back to his mansion to sort out his spy-camera wot I bought him early for Christmas like.

I poddled to the bus stop to catch a bus back into Carrington for me GP nurses appointment.

Asked for a prescription for Furozamide water tablets cause of me swelling legs.

Sat down and  got me crossword book out to tackle going through the ones I was stuck on to get as many answers as I could. I got one answer from the 80 or so that needed doing. Tsk!

The nurse called me in and gave me the flu jab and took me blood for Warfarin level testing. Then she booked me in for tomorrow morning 1010hrs to see Dr Vindla about me swelling legs. Then booked me in for a week on Tuesday 6th October for me net blood tests. She was not happy with me reflux valve sticking out like it was as she noticed and made a memo for the Dr on the computer.

 I caught the bus to the City Hospital GUM clinic to collect me new ‘Natural based bio-polymer, topical calcium alginate cream’ (No I don’t know what it means either – Hehe) for ‘Little Inchy’ as instructed – it was all locked up? I supposed I’d got the day wrong again, I’ll check when I get back to the flat, if I remember?

Back on yet another bus into Sherwood. Damnably good job I’ve got me Pensioners free bus-pass innit!

01topj6Decided that as I’d done so well with me walking I’d walk back to the flat up through Woodthorpe Park, and down to the the flats.

I Noticed near the broken gate, they had put up another new poster informing us this ‘Our Green Flag Award Winning Park’!

It’s hard to see on this photo wot I took, but the Harris fencing that had been erected twixt the footpath and the dangerously crumbling wall had been vandalised and flattened. The used contraceptives on the floor near the first sitting bench on the left could hardly be seen due to the half-eaten and thrown away take-away remnants.

01topj7When I got to the top and turned right down towards the flats near the little croft, I used me full zoom to take this photo of a wood-pigeon.

Down the broken gravel-path and to the reception entrance. Where I met Deana Walker the camp kommandant and gave her some nibbles. Nice woman.

01topj8The little squirrel I named Cyril greeted me when I got there and he even nipped up on a parking bollard so I could get a reasonable photograph of him from a distance.

I wondered, does he know his coat blends in with concrete post?

Got in the flat and made for the WC.

Took the camera mobile and GP card from me coat.

I could almost feel me legs swelling physically – but they gave off no more pain than usual. The reflux valve and me feet were worse at this time.

01topj2Laptop on and updated this rubbish.

Added appointments to me Google calendar.

Another rather busy day tomorrow it seems.

Tsk!

Got me nosh on, fish-cakes, fish portions in batter, some chips and a couple of parsnips slices with garden peas in the oven.

While they were a-cooking I finished sorting the paperwork I found in yet another box yesterday – will it never end! Hehe.

P1020132Fair nosh, nothing special.

Followed by Lemon fool and mousse.

Tiredness dawned again.

Hate to thing how I‘ll manage with tomorrows lots to get through.

Hey-ho!

Nodded off and woke up half an hour later needing to tend to the porcelain, with a dirty great swelling on the back of me right upper arm? Throbbing and tender to the touch or when I caught it against owt?

Good job I’m going to see Dr Vindla in the morning. I’ve a feeling this might be seriously bothersome, whatever it is.

Tsk!

Inchcock Today – Sun 27 Sept 15: Whoopsiedangleplop ridden day! Oh dear…

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Sunday 27th September 2015

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Another dream filled waking up all the time nights kip! (Oh dear) I eventually got off proper like and managed a good five hours slumber in one go, and all through the night, only two calls to the porcelain.

I found some notes that I had apparently scribbled about the dreams, but they were largely indecipherable. Most annoying that.

Very foggy this morning.

Whoopsiedangleplop number one: I’ve lost one of me hearing-aids again! Searched fruitlessly for hours everywhere, including the bins. Definitely lost it this time. Damn and blast!

Made a Cuppa and took me medications. Depressed and annoyed wiv missen again now too!

Another Hearing-aid search, fruitless.

Had a good wash and scrub-up.

Decided although it was later than I had planned to to do it yesterday (I was hoping to get to the laundry-room around 0500hrs to beat the others to getting a free machine) to get me washing done. But I’d lost so long searching for me hearing-aid. 0645 hrs: Collected the washing from the bathroom bag, made sure the soap capsules and softener were in the bag and I’d got the coins to operate the machines.

Got to the lift to go down, and when I pressed the call button, a lift came up to me 12th floor, but the door didn’t open? After a few more presses, it did open and I nervously got in and pressed for the ground floor. The cage shook a bit on the way down – don’t know if it made any noises cause of course I had no hearing aids in. Huh!

Got in the room and someone had beaten me to one machine, but the other was free, so I got me washing in alright. I could see the fluff sticking out of the drier that someone or more than one by the look of it, had not cleaned out. I cleaned it up.

I returned to the flat and made a cuppa and did another pointless search for me hearing-aid.

Laptop on and did some updating on me diary. Then down again to the laundry room – via the lift that acted up just like me earlier trip down in it.

Me washing had 3 minutes left to finish, so at least I timed something right for once. Hehe! But someone had used the drier I’d cleaned out, so I cleaned out the other one and used that.

Back to the flat and did another pointless search for me hearing-aid.

Did a graphic and searched again for me hearing-aid.

The lift acted the same when I went down to the drier in the laundry room.

Took me washing out and into me bag and back up to the flat. Saw my first person of the day a lady I’d not seen before. Obviously she was on her way to the laundry room. Maybe not a good idea to try and get my laundry done on a weekend?

Back to the flat. Took me bags to the rubbish chute now it had well gone 0800hrs.

Whoopsiedangleplop number two: When I got back from the chute, I bent down to pick up a bit of fluff I’d walked into the hallway – had a dizzy, grabbed at the door handle to stop missen going down – of course the handle turned and down I slid – Clunk thud! Hard to believe even for me, but I caught me left cheek (Face cheek!), against the storage heater – it is now more important than ever that I get  to the dentist, and it also started the angina off. Hey-ho!

01topj1Another cuppa (a right thirst this morning?) and took an extra pain-killer to ease the pain from the tooth.

Started today’s, then finished and posted yesterdays diary. While doing this I came across a photo I’d taken yesterday afternoon when I noticed a large number of flies buzzing outside around the kitchen window. I tried repeatedly to get a close up photo of one of them, ten wasted shots later, this was the best I could manage. Wondered why they should suddenly appear? Were they perhaps young meat flies?

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Fog all cleared now

Did some Facebooking,  a lot of Facebooking.

Went to make another cuppa and took another photo from the kitchen window now the fog had gone.

Rang Jane about the time for meeting Pete tomorrow with the Laptop for him.

Agreed to meet him twixt 10 > 1015hrs. (Well that’s what they demanded like).

Then if we’re quick I can get back to the GP for me flu jab and INR tests in time for 1130hrs – then back into ton to report me hearing aids missing – then back to Sherwood to get booked in at the dentist. That’s the plan any-road…

Whoopsiedangleplop number three: Went into kitchen to wash me cup and noticed the sink looked a tad grungy. So I decided to try the Jif cream cleaner on it to see if that would improved it any… during which I came up with some advice for any other old twit who wants to scrub his kitchen sink with cream cleaner to be aware of…:

P1020119“Take extreme care when bending over into the sink to get good access with yer scouring pad… as when you get carried away, it does yer spectacles no good at all when yer bang em against the tap spout!”

You can always add calling in to see the optician tomorrow along with going for yer flu jab, yer INR Warfarin level blood test, the dentist and the audio clinic to yer plans. Huh!

Got me nosh in the oven and saucepan cooking away.

Pondered on whether or not to try and do, me corner-stand up again, but thinking of the Whoopsiedangleplop ridden day up to now – I decided to leave it until tomorrow morning, then I’ll give it plenty of time to dry properly while I’m out in me appointments and errands for hours.

P1020120Ate me nosh, battered fish fingers, seasoned chips (fries), and baked beans, followed by a lemon dessert and apple pieces.

Rated 8/10.

Washed up the pots and sat down to watch TV, after a few nod-offs I gave up and sorted what I hope is me last bag of documents, mostly for shredding, then found some more in the next box. Tsk! They can wait.

Had a bath and changed into me night attire. Made a cuppa and laptop on to finish this diary off.

Did some Facebooking and checked emails.

Evening all, have a good day.

After I’d had a nod-off for a few minutes I sprang awake – I’d been dreaming of Kentucky Angel, I was in America with her and we were at a fair eating candy-floss! Wonderful dream.

Inchcock Today: Sat 26 Sept 15 – Idle little monkey dun very little in sorting stuff today. Huh!

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Saturday 26th September 2015

01topj0101aWoke at 0515hrs: No cramps again last night – I still put this down to the magnificent magnesium tablets.

WC’d and pondered on me dreams form last night – and how I found time to have any cause I seemed to be waking up every ten minutes? Had a pen in me dressing gown pocket and wrote what I could recall about the dreams onto some loo paper to get on here later.

Felt a bit perkier this morning. The usual bleeding from the back end was absent, but ‘Little Inchy’ had been bleeding again. So much for the new magical cream potion. Hey-ho.

P1020109Made a cuppa took me medications and checked out me last efforts on getting the corner-stand to look decent – failure again! It’ll get one more effort from me later today, and if that fails also I’ll have to get rid it and get a another one.

Taking the tea bag out of the cup to put it in the bin, and the fingers froze (As they often do – Tsk!) and I dropped the bag – naturally it splashed as it fell on the  corner-cabinet. Oh lucky me! Hehe! More sorting to do now.

It looks okay from a distance, but the blotches are so apparent close up. Even worse now I’ll dropped me hot tea-bag on it. Shame!

I got the old computer out and gave it a good charge up while I finished off yesterdays diary. (that took two hours plus off the day!) So Pete can use it it straight away when I give it to him on Monday to use in conjunction with the pressie of the spy-watch I gave him for Christmas like.

Nipped to the WC again and saw me dream-notes on the loo-roll, so I brought them back to the laptop to record.

The end of the world had arrived, so many wars and religious battles going on, so many different peoples living together all killing each other, no control, death, hatred... for some reason I found myself in a conning tower at an airport, burning planes and the city beyond was aflame… A traffic warden was ticketing the crashed planes on the runway? The people in the room were asking Me? what to do. All I was interested in was finding my missing saucepan lid?…

Another time later, I was eating a pot of porridge in a trench with shells landing all around and painting on an easel a portrait of Margaret Thatcher?

Much more happened that I cannot recall. Then I was back on the roofs of buildings running, being chased and leaping from building to building until I got to the library which I entered through an old fashion chimney and the lady at the desk told me off and sent me to get cleaned up – I opened the door and fell into a boat on the sea… Giant fish fingers came up out of the depths and offered me a haemorrhoid cushion…?

Fooey2There was much more I’m sure, but can’t get any details back.

Got me emails checked, did some Facebooking then spent several hours doing graphics for this diary and me blog post about Fooey.

I eventually forced missen off the laptop. Not easy yer know..)

Went on the old one to take off anything private on it like, before giving it to Pete.

Time shot by today.

I got the old laptop sorted (Eventually) and then had another go at getting the corner-stand sorted out.

01topj4Got me nosh done.

Vegetable sausages, few chips, polish sausages, tomatoes, bread thins and me seasoned baked beans. I was going to have the last of me lettuce with it, but it had ‘Gorn-off!’ Tsk!

Followed this with a low-cal blackcurrant jelly and sour cream. Good stuff again – rated this one 8.85/10.

Fell asleep watching the goggle-box, Jonathan Creek it was.

Kept nodding and waking for a few hours before finally getting off proper.

No cramps but the tooth played up a bit.

Hey-ho.

Inchcock Today – Fri 25 Sept 15: Day of rest… of sorts

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Friday 25th September 2015

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The kitchen this morning, a mess. Corner-stand in the middle of the room still drying, wood polish, cleaners all over the place, the leaked Flash spray to sort, hey-ho!

Kept springing waking all through the night until about 0300hrs as I recall, dream filled but cannot recall them. Yet I reckon I got a total of over 7 hours in, and woke still feeling drained.

But realised I had to get so much done today and was visiting Jane and Pete this afternoon. I must remember I have to ring them first to make sure it was okay for me to go, as instructed by Pete yesterday.

Cuppa and took me morning medications, had an extra painkiller because I missed me medications last night. Tsk!

The reflux valve and angina were bad because of this. The toothache still there but not too bad at the moment.

Made another cuppa and laptop on. Finished yesterdays diary and posted it, checked emails, then had a bash on Facebook while I had the chance. So much still to do today, not going to be an easy one methinks.

Hours later I got the bath I’d been longing for. And, no Whoopsiedangleplops getting in or out of it!

Got the pressies and nibbles for Jane and Pete in me bag, bus-pass, camera and letters for the previous tenant to drop off at the community shed. Set off.

Met Deana and Julie on my way out of the building as they were emptying the coins out of the washing machines. Handed Obergruppenfurher Julie the letters, and she promptly screwed them up and dropped them in the rubbish bin? It’s nice to know that conscientious reliable centre-carers that we pay extra for on top of our rent can be relied on innit? Hehe!

Walk to Sherwood through Woodthorpe Park and caught bus into town.

Realised I’d again left me HDSC card in the laptop and could not take any photographs – decided to get another one so I can always keep one in the camera.

P1020089Called into Vic centre and got a Spending Voucher for Jane’s Christmas pressie.

Went to the Jessop camera store and bought yet another HDSC card for the camera. Tsk!

Took photo when I came out of the shop on Clinton Street. Busy as usual.

P1020098Caught the bus to WB, dropped off and walked to Jane’s mansion.

When I arrived Pete was vacuuming the old cat Fooey!

He loved it! (Mr Fooey the cat I mean)

I was so impressed with this I’m going P1020097to do a post about it with photographs on WordPress later today.

Cuppa tea presented to me and we had a good chin-wag.

Gave them their pressies and nibbles.

Pete was very much impressed with the camera-watch I gave him. Read the instructions and said it needed a computer. No problem I told him, I can give him me old one to use. We agreed to meet in town on Monday and I can give it to him then.

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Hog Roast stall, one customer!

Much nattering later, I departed to catch the bus into town so as not to miss the last L9 bus that goes to the flats. Realised I’d got the timing wrong when I got into town and had an hour to spare, so I had a poddle around town using me camera.

The food stalls were back in the slab-square. Some new ones I spotted, but 01topj5they were not doing very well trade-wise.

The Hog Roast stall only had one customer.

Mind you the Philly Cheese Steak Sandwich stall didn’t have any!

01topj6The same amount of customers that the Ostrich burger stall had!

The Chocolate Strawberry Stall was the same.

I caught the last L9 bus back to the flats.

WC’d then got me nosP1020108h on.

I was tired again and the reflux valve started to play up – I thought about abandoning the Beef and onion in black bean sauce with seasoned fries in case it made the reflux valve any worse… But I do so love this meal…

I ate it slowly as I could to limit any chance of it bothering me later.

Rated this 9.2/10 for sheer taste – the mandarins in jelly with sour cream cheese was nice too!

Feet up, drink of shandy and I nodded off nicely for an hour or so.

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I’ve not got it right yet – Tsk!

Took me medications, thought about giving the corner-stand another touch up.

It’s still there being walked around in the middle of the kitchen floor and not yet anywhere near passable as usable.

I’ll ave to ask someone if there is anything I can do to make it less blotchy.

I must have done summat wrong, I don’t know whether to use the scratch liquid or polish on it again next? Huh!

Sat down again and put the telly on.

More nodding-off ensued.

Gave up trying to watch whatever it was I was trying to watch, curled up and drifted into oblivion – where dreams kept making me wake up (?) very often throughout the reminder of the night?

Somehow this didn’t bother me at all, I think I was feeling more content than I have for a long time now. Worrying that for me… Hehe!

TTFN all, and thanks to all who have helped me get through me problems of late.

Tue 22 Sept 15: Inchcock Today – Up and Down… down mostly… Tsk!

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Tuesday 22nd September 2015

Woke up in the chair 0320hrs. Reflux valve, bleeding Little Inch and haemorrhoids and toothache the first things I noticed. Hehe!

To the WC, ‘Little Inchy’ creamed, haemorrhoids bleeding badly, stomach still churning away, but the toothache seems to have eased a little since I woke up.

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That’s not the sun, it’s a reflection from me flash – Can’t touch me for it. Hehe!

Got the laptop on.

Made a cuppa and took me medications.

Facebooked catching up with wot I missed yesterday. Checked emails.

Got missen a good spit and polish ready fer the Morrison delivery of fodder.

Morrison’s delivery arrived and I put the stuff away.

BJ rang he’s on his way. Got ready and went down to meet him, rather pleased with myself for remembering to take me mobile, camera, hearing-aids, shopping list – all four items on it, the washing, powder, softener and change for the machine with me.

Got as far as the lift…

Went back and collected me hat.

When we arrived at the launderette I tried to contact Steve at Age UK – no answer again. Left message asking him to contact me.

01topj2Two hours later we were all done and BJ lifted us to Asda (Walmart).

I had to get to their loo, hobbling hastily I got there just in time.

Had a good wander round, and ended up spending only £18.15.

That includes a pack of good thick socks at £6.

Bottle bitter orange mixer, mandarins in orange jelly, Washing up liquid, chicken sausages and two new items, well one new one being made again. Walkers have started to produce the Marmite crisps again, si I nabbed two multi-packs of 6. Also spotted some 01topj3Sweet potato chips in seasoned oil – expensive mind – £2.59 for a tiny bag of em. One of the TFZ gals recommended them so I had a go and got one.

Took a photo of some ‘Bling’ for the TFZ gals.

The toothache started throbbing again.

01topj4The sun was coming out when we left the store.

Got an ear dropper from the chemist on the way out.

Not too busy today, far less than usual when I used to go regularly with BJ on a Tuesday.

Tried ringing Steve at Age UK again – I do like wasting my time don’t I? Huh!

01topj5BJ dropped me off outside the flats, and I hobbled up with the two laundry ans shopping bag to the flat.

The lift was making some disturbingly odd sounds?

WC’d and got me dinner started, then laptop on and updated this tosh.

Took a long distance photo with new Panasonic camera of the top of the path into the woods – the first time I think that I’ve looked in this direction without seeing owners or dogs or ankle-snappers, Park Cyclists or yobs – in fact no one was in site?

01topj6Made me nosh and thoroughly enjoyed it – another 8.9/10 for this one. Very tasty!

The Sweet potatoes were grand.

Cleaned me pots, opened the blister-pack that held the ear-dropper in it – tugged at the edge and what do yer reckon? – Whoopsiedangleplop, When it finally gave I hit me blooming chin and set the tooth off again! Grrr!

One more final attempt to get in touch with me councillor Steve from Age UK – failed again.

Back on the laptop to catch up up to here, then tried the Serif Draw again – never really got into this package, I’ll see how it goes.

Waste of time, I can’t get used to it at all.

Lost hours with it – fruitless hours.

Sept15 aaaTyler2Facebooked and put some of me graphics on Facebook.

Watched the TV for a good while. Until I fell asleep for a minute or so and pressed a button on the remote and woke with the screen bare bara notetelling me there is no DVD in the unit?

I tried me best to find out how to clear it back to the TV. An hour or so later I gave up and turned it off, disconnected then reconnected the goggle-box, and still the same message came up. Then, hard to understand how this happened I know: I dropped the remote and caught it as it hit the chair arm – and the TV came back on?!?!?

All this because John Lewis who sold me the set sent a different remote to that in the instruction manual, and I could find no details or guides for this replacement control on the web anywhere. Tsk!

Nodded off again eventually, woke up with toothache.

Huh!

Thu 17 Sept 15: Inchcock Today:

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P1020041Thursday 17th September 2015

Woke at 0545hrs: Not surprising it was so late (For me anyway) cause I was still awake at 0300hrs – Tsk!

Dreamt something about being chased by different animals and they each had a helmet of some sort on? Ended up in P1020042the abandoned office block again?

The reflux valve playing up today.

Gorrup and saw all the stuff around me ready for me to sort me paperwork out.

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No progress on the sorting front. Tsk!

I must make a start on this today – I just need a few more of the little trays for the drawers and I can make a start properly.

WD’d, made a cuppa, laptop on ready to finish yesterdays dairy and get it posted.

Did some Facebooking while waiting for it to be late enough to get missen washed and shaved without disturbing the other tenants.

No rain at all now, in fact the sun shine through at times.

Had a good bath and changed ready to go into town on the L9 (Bless that free pensioners bus-pass!).

Took me rubbish to the chute on me way down, called at the Woodwin Community Shed with letters delivered for the previous tenant – all locked up again.

Chin-wag with Norman and some others at the bus-stop.

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Got into town and had a walk around and into Broadmarsh Centre (Mall) to et some trays.

Then I walked into the slab square and had a walk around as I had 35 minutes before the L9 bus.

Took some ‘Bling’ photo’s on the little camera for the TFZer gals and guys.

The top one on the right was shot in the Cope jewellers window.

The second one at the pawn-brokers come Money Lenders of  a sort on Upper Parliament Street.

The traffic was light today.

IMG_0022Called in the 99p shop and bought some bread and Mattessons Fire-Dogs at 2 packs for 99p!

The contents on the pack were: Pork 83%, Water, Salt, Dextrose, Sucrose, Caramelised sugar, Tomato powder, Dried red-bell pepper, Moltoextrin, Herb molasses and many other flavourings. ‘Inspired by the Deep South’ it said. Be interesting if any American IMG_0019readers can confirm or poo-poo this claim?

Caught the bus back to the flats, without falling asleep – although it was close at times.

Got in, WC’d, ‘Little Inchy’ bleeding. Huh.

Hunger beckoned and I got the Fire-dogs in the oven, and flavoured some beans and got ’em heating up. Seasoned this time with Bisto, sultanas, English mustard and unrefined brown sugar, added a bit of vinegar too.

IMG_0023Had another search for the mysteriously disappearing saucepan lid, no luck, it’s been four days now?

Made the dessert – Blackcurrant jelly with the last bit of Fromage Frais and spray-cream and apple.

This nosh was another 8.9/10 rating.

Ate it, t’was marvellous despite all the unnatural ingredients in it the taste was rich and satisfying.

Fell asleep.

Woke up several hours later with it getting dark, in a contorted position and desperate for a porcelain visit.

The hot water was cold and not heating? Must mention this to Deana in the morning when I ll to ask her to phone Loxley House for me with me NI number.

Had to boil water on saucepan and in kettle to do the washing up.

Took me medications late again.

IMG_0024Took a photo from the kitchen window that I thought was nice, of the dying sun.

Seconds later the sun was gone.

Laptop on to update this load of tosh, updated me Google Calendar.

Finished amending Kentucky Angel’s A2Use1cgraphic.

Then checked me emails and did some Facebooking.

Despite me little, well large nod-off I began to feel tired again?

I read until about 0200hrs eventually nodding off again.

Sun 13 Sept 15: Inchcock Today – A day in to get some work done… but…

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Sunday 13th September 2015

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Woke at 0615hrs: Full of memories of some of me dreams, the one I recalled best was of me in a frogman’s outfit that had cockroaches inside the helmet, I was at the bottom of the ocean, and a fish (fresh-water Carp like one) was trying to break into me helmet? Duncan Robertson, well his head anyway, was floating around and talking to the fish – no idea what he was saying like. For some reason I was searching I think, for me hearing aids on the bottom of the ocean? Duncan disappeared and returned with a note on a school easel and pointed it out to me, it said “Ferry on the way, don’t burnt your porridge?” Lots happened then but I can’t recall what exactly, only that I found myself on a bus driving along the sea-bed and Duncan was the bus conductor, and he hit me with his ticket machine and threw me off the bus without my frogman’s outfit, but handed me a sign printed ‘Help’ first, then started eating the cockroaches?

I got up and WC’d then made a cuppa and took me medications.

Laptop on and got into finishing yesterdays diary off and doing some graphic preparation work, and created the dream-scene above.

Then I put an advertisement on the Streetwise sight to sell me microwave cooker.

Got carried away and me tea went cold, made another and when I was in t’kitchen noticed a lady with her two dogs 13 floors below outside on the field.

01topa2aThis for some reason cheered me up, seeing the dogs tails wagging furiously and her giving them fuss and attention, so I took a photo of them with me Panasonic camera.

Not one of me best, but they were a long way away – that’s my excuse anyway I say. Hehe!

Still didn’t get me second cuppa though – Little Inchy was very sore and leaked a bit of blood again, so I went in t’bathroom and tended to him.

Not complaining at all though, me other ailments were all apparently giving me a rest this morning: The Ulcer was nae bother at all, the reflux valve had gone down nicely, the skin cancer wound was only itching a bit and no pain whatsoever, Arthur Itis was not bad at all, Anne Gyna was calm too. The hernia only gave me little twinges, and the bruise from me last Whoopsiedangleplop had all but disappeared, so only Little Inchy bothering me at the moment! Great! Add to this the being cheered up by seeing the woof-woofs so happy, I’m feeling very contented for once.

I sent a message to the local police about the many pavement Cyclists on the roads locally:

Good morning,
I’m writing to ascertain what the law really is about cyclists riding on the pavement locally to me. (anywhere really I suppose).
Being elderly and not so nimble nowadays, every time I go out to Sherwood I see cyclist on the pavements.
I realise they may find it dangerous on the roads – but not one of the dozens I have photographed and hundreds I have seen have had a honker, horn or bell on their bikes.
My being partially deaf this would not help me much anyway I know.
I have had cyclist on the pavement coming from behind at great speed, many of them using the mobile phone whilst riding.
giving me and others I’ve spoken to a nasty shock – on three occasions I’ve been hit by them, none of them stopped afterwards either.
They in escaping danger for themselves are creating danger and hassle for the less able pedestrians.
If they are too scared to use the roads they shouldn’t be on a bike.
I enclose just a few of those I’ve caught with me camera.
This is a serious worry and concern for me, and many others in the aided-flats i live in now, after moving from my house to avoid the local yobs.









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I’m really concerned almost frightened to go out lately so many of them and they do not slow down, and just give abuse if I mention anything about their possible illegal activities.
Thank you.

Made yet another cuppa and got on with this diary, then did some Facebooking, checked me emails and blogged.

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Rated 8.8/10 Super-good Nosh this one: Virgin oiled red peppers, wonderful roast parsnips, cubed potatoes, beetroot, red onion, beef pasty, apple, roast potatoes, garden peas & carrots. Followed by Blackcurrant jelly & cream!

Got me nosh going.

Did some Facebooking while it cooked the settled down to eat it.

Rated this one 8.8/10, very nice.

Beef pasty, red onions, garden peas, carrots, beetroot, roast parsnips cubed potatoes, red peppers marinated in Virgin oil and roast potatoes.

The usual tiredness came over me quickly. so I updated this diary to here, made a cuppa and took me medications.

Had a bath – falling asleep in it – Tsk!

Then got me head down – eventually nodding off.

Mon 7 Sept 15: Inchcock Today – Medical mayhem

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Monday 7th September 2015

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Up at 0230hrs… WC visit.

Arthur Itis not so bad this morning. But give him time…

Made a cuppa and started the laptop. Had a problem with getting the external storage drive to load. Tried connecting through the new multi-USB thing then directly to the laptop – which didn’t find it? After many attempts suddenly it read it?

So I downloaded all me work saved onto it to the Documents folder on the laptop – which defeats the object of having the external-drive in the first place to save using space on me hard-drive? Tsk!

Finished Sundays diary off and got it posted, then started on this one.

WC’d.

After a couple of hours I’d caught up, made a cuppa and took me medications.

GP for me Warfarin blood tests this morning, then the clinic to have ‘Little Inch’ looked at again.

DSC00060It’s a bit nippy this morning and drab with it.

Took a photograph from the kitchen window here to show you.

It’s grand having a view like this every morning to look at.

I wondered as I perused the view, how many Nottingham Pavement Cyclists, shoplifters and alcoholics lived nearby.

Only joking!

Off to the doctors to see the nurse for me Warfarin Blood-test. Remembered on the way out to drop off the previous tenants letters at the Woodthorpe Community Shed – the door was open but nobody inside, so left the letters and some nibbles on the table for Camp Guards. (Hehe, I’m feeling witty this morning?)

Also remembered I had to collect me prescriptions from the chemist as well today.

Set off down the Winchester Street hill, and right up Mansfield Road hill into Carrington. Over the top and down, crossed over and called in the paper shop and treated missen to a newspaper (Cause I forgotten to put me crossword book in me bag to do at the GP and clinic while waiting like – Tsk!), then on to the chemists.

DSC00062I got the prescriptions given me in a bag on their own. I could have done with a trolley! Hehe.

Then I called at Lidl to get a pork pie. Came out of Lidl with the pork pie, a Polish Zywiecka Extra pork Sausage slice, sautéed onion potato slices and a pot of Crème Fraiche… I can hear you asking what’s the plonker bought Crème Fraiche for?

Well you see I misread it for DSC00063cream cheese.

One of the TFZ gals recommended cream cheese fer me to try yer see – and I couldn’t find any until today – well no, that’s not right cause it was Crème Fraiche that I found wonnit?

Anyway, if anyone would be kind DSC00064enough to tell me wot Crème Fraiche is and  how and what to eat it with I’d me be grateful please, before its sell-by date.

Thanking you in advance. I’m trying out new recipes inspired by the TFZ gals yer know. Must thank em the angels, when I get on Facebook again.

I’m looking forward to trying the sautéed potatoes later. Mind you, I noticed it had two orange warning tabs on it? Humph!

So, (Heavily ladened) I nipped down to the surgery to see the nurse. Booked missen in and started reading the newspaper.

When I got called in, I was so glad to see it was Nurse Ann on duty and not Nurse Gruppenfurher… er, Glenda.

She sorted me nicely like, and I asked her to take the nibbles I’d brought for the staff and departed.

01topaCaught a bus to the City Hospital.

Got in the clinic and signed in with Mr Gloom and doom on the reception. People like him should really have a different career yer know. Maybe a hangman or assassin would suit him better. Just a thought.

Went through and sat down, got me crossword book out cause I had  good half hour until me appointed time, and a lady came to collect me within two minutes of me starting the crossword.

The usual talk and questions before she took in a treatment room and had a look at ‘Little Inch’s lesion. Always an embarrassing practice this, fer me, not the doctor. After a few oohs and arghs and telling me she didn’t like the look of it… she covered me up with a paper sheet and told me she would be back shortly with a colleague who she wanted to look over ‘Little Inchy’.

Deja vu at this stage – all this happened on me last visit – I wondered if the same female doctor who came last time would return with the young doctor again?

It was too! After asking about when I how much of the last cream given me I applied – the two doctor got their heads together and told me they were going to ask the chemist there to make up a one-off cream for me to try this time. It would take a while to make up and I could wait in the waiting area.

So, I waited in the waiting area – and nearly finished me crossword book before a different lady turned up and told me how much and when to apply this new cream – and under no circumstance was I to apply it anywhere other than on the lesion itself.

I have to return in three weeks, unless any problems, then I must go back to them, or to the Out Patients at the hospital if they are not open at the time, and take my record card with me.

I pointed out that I do not have a record card. That really cheered up Mr Doom and Gloom on the reception when the doctor queried with him why I wasn’t given one on me first visit month ago…

If looks could kill, I’d have been a gonna then!

I sat down and waited again. A completely different person arrived calling me name – they will post me an updated card through the post.

Glad to be out of the way of Doom and Gloom’s stares, I departed and caught a bus back into Sherwood.

Walked up through Woodthorpe Court and down back to the flat.

Once in, I visited the WC and noticed how full me laundry bag was.

Put me nosh away, stored and rotated my medicines in the dedicated draw, WC’d again.

Then I got the soap and softener in the bag of laundry with me newspaper (Daily Mirror) and into the lift – down to the floor, realised I’d not taken the 20p’s for the machines, back up to the 12th floor, got the coins and down to the ground floor again.

Got the washing machine going, then I checked the filters in the driers – both were well clogged up. Not been cleaned for ages.

So, as a favour to the dirty idle tenants who don’t clean them, I cleaned them – Again! Tsk! There are some of the tenants who can’t get down to clean them though, it’s not easy if your a tad immobile.

 Read me newspaper while the washing washed – then moved me togs into the drier.

And elderly lady came down who was new to the camp – and I had the pleasure of showing her the procedure.

I’d planned to take me camera out and have a walk around the blocks for a while to see if any photo-opportunities arose nature wise, but it started looking  bit windy, so I went back in, I’d foolishly left me newspaper on the seat, when i re-entered one of the women who don’t clean the filters but could if she wanted was nicking me newspaper! Humph!

Had a go at the crossword book until the drier had finished. I put me togs in the bag and cleaned the filter – I say, Cleaned the filter!

Went up to the flat and put me togs in the airing cupboard.

DSCF1001Updated this diary and then got me nosh on.

The Sautéed potatoes, last two hot dog sausages, beetroot, lettuce and beetroot bread with BBQ sauce. Followed by lemon mousse.

Tomorrow is the Dentist – one filling, one extraction.

That’ll be something to look forward to!

TTFN.