Sunday 21st May 2017
Lao: ວັນອາທິດ 21 ພຶດສະພາ 2017
Woke with a start around 0240hrs. Got the pencil and scribbled notes about the dream I had been having. Had a bad headache Rare for me, and Duodenal Donald was giving me much grief, very bad. Worrying over the computer the cause, perhaps?
Got out of the £300 second-hand recliner and took a Codeine Phosphate and an Omeprazole capsule then had a wee-wee. Noticed I was getting low on stocks of medications and thought it must be time to fetch the next prescriptions?
Back in the rickety recliner and read the notes about the dreams. Similar to one the night before. Nighttime, on a train with other people I knew, but could not put a name to? We were making plans to carry out something involving secrecy… finance and shredding tiddlywinks? We kept getting visitors to the carriage and interviewing them for some reason… The train crashed and none of us in the carriage were hurt… We ended up searching the bodies and wounded for tiddlywink markers, and giving the wounded an Extra Strong Mint each? Lots more took place I felt, but I couldn’t recall any more details.
Settled back and amazingly I dropped off to sleep again, until 0630hrs. Up and to the Porcelain Throne, Haemorrhoid Harold bleeding badly, but Anne Gyna, Arthur Itis and Reflux Roger were okay and no signs of any bother from Diahorrea Derek. Looking good, but I could not fully appreciate this as I was still fretting over the Goggle Chrome problems.
Looked nice outside when I went to make a mug of tea.
Did the Health checks, the weight had gone back down a bit from yesterday.
Got the internet on and tried out the email to see if any ongoing problems still.
After half an hour, Google Chrome had not gone unresponsive – but it took a while to start yesterday and never stopped all day, so I’m not getting any hopes up yet.
Finished off the Saturday Diary, back to the Porcelain Throne, not problems. Notice some mail had been delivered. Two letters. One from The Pensions Service, who had put the wrong Postcode on the address when I moved here in July 2016, and I had to contact them three times over two months to get them to change the Postcode so I could use the form for my ID with the bank. Telling me that I had ‘A Change in my Account Details’. No rush!
The other from the Cancer Screening Programme telling me no further action required.
Sorted next weeks medication pots out.
The stomach keeps on rumbling and stinging a bit again. Might just be Duodenal Donald offering me a variety in his attack? Hehe!
Hello… the damned going unresponsive Google Chrome has started again!
Selected Wait option, a few minutes later it came back on.
We’ll see.
Well, would you believe it?
I think you might. Bloody Virgin Media Internet has gone down now!!!
Sunday again, it always goes down on a Sunday!
Luckily by the time I’d done the graphic on the left, it was back on.
Getting the picture onto WordPress, and guess what happened this time?
Yes, Google Chrome went into Unresponsive Mode yet again, when I opened Gmail!
How Microsoft, Google and Virgin can get away with not showing any help, shame, ignominy, or self-denunciation with their obvious con-job of pretending their services work correctly, is enough to shame Tony Blair and Stalin!
They are all first-rate con-merchants, crooks, swindlers, bilkers, cheaters, deceivers, fleecers, 
flimflammers, fraudsters, sharks, philargyrists, ingordigious, acquisitive, venal, money-grubbing, rapacious, and quomodocunquising!
They ruin people’s lives financially, emotionally and cruelly with offering hopes within their lies of perfection, and charge the earth for a service of the greatest uncaring, unconcerned nature!
Hitler and Stalin would have closed them down and Tony Blair would have bought them out!
Now, I just may sound a little bit pee’d off with Google Chrome, Microsoft, PC World, not being able to get on Facebook’s TFZ page and my own failure to get the computer sorted out?
This is because I am pee’d off with Google Chrome, Microsoft, PC World, not being able to 
get on Facebook’s TFZ page and my own failure to get the computer sorted out? It had to be said! Grumph!
Plan to have mixed mushrooms with a lamb hotpot for fodder today, with some potato farls, before they go out of date too far, and because I have no bread in stock, due to having to stay in just in case the Computer Tech Man Sam calls.
Decided to turn off and read the Emotions book for while.
After I’d taken a peep at the TV magazine and chosen some good programmes to watch later.
Fed-up with struggling on the computer.
And Arthur Itis, although being kind to my knees and ankles, decided to have ago at the hands and fingers. At least he moves around a bit. Hehe!
Got the meal prepared and consumed. Lamb hotpot with some extra gravy. Nice!
Soon fell sleep and woke a few hours later.
Tried to watch the Gogglebox with some success this time, managed a good two hours before nodding off.
Woke around 0020hrs, stomach rumbling badly, but nothing on the Throne but the wind?
Back to the £300 second-hand recliner, took an extra painkiller and got off without much bother again.
0538hrs: Down to see if the drying had finished in the Laundry Room.
attire and stacked them in little piles to enable me to put them in the bag so that they need to come out.
Making a brew afterwards and the sky caught my eye, it looked a bit threatening to me.
Closed down the computer and got on with the ablutions. During which I suffered two Whoopsiedangleplop and Accifauxpa incidents.
Put a bit of fish and a few potato thingies in the oven to add to the well-cooked-by-now turnips, pod peas and potatoes.
remember to do this every night from here on in.
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.
Down and moved the things into the dryer.
Down to retrieve the clothing.
While searching got the things, I came across the leaflet about Tuesday being available for us to go and talk to someone in the Community Shed about out preferences for the new colour scheme for the flats.
Got dressed up well, I still can’t find the umbrella. Naturally, it was raining as I left the foyer.
Out and up the hill, and this gentleman came by from behind and gave me a start.
Down the hill and looked back as this Herbert rode a little close to me for my liking. I’m pleased to report that the motorist turning into the side road gave the Pavement Cyclist a toot on his horn and made him wobble… and I just caught him in mid-wobble!
The wildflowers and weeds on the verges looked so fresh in the new rain.
I spotted this Pavement Cyclist (No problem with him at all, and the traffic was very heavy on the road), so saw him coming towards me and moved out of his way.
wetter without throwing myself into the stream further on, nearby.
0300hrs: Wide awake with a jolt. And, once more in need of the temporarily Christened ‘Diarrhoea’s Porcelain Throne’. Hehe! Twenty minutes later, I’d clean things up and was in the kitchen and sorting out this week’s medication pots.
Made a cuppa and took the medications, the morning view was windy and bleak… most fitting under the circumstances I thought? Haha!
Tried to do some CorelDrawing.
The sage & onion slices were tasty too.
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.
0405hrs: Off to Pebble-Dash the Porcelain Throne again. Far less urgency, quantity, mayhem and blood this time. On the wane, I think, even if only temporary until the next food intake, the relief is much appreciated.
Getting the potatoes in the saucepan on a low light, I came across this misshapen one. Put it in with the others.
This is the result.
Ten-minute later, I returned to write this paragraph, with water in my eyes! Hehe!
Took the medications and did the Health Checks. Again, looking okay, to me? The weight was up a bit though.
Did some Facebooking then.
I met Roys wife in the lobby and we had a laugh and chinwag.
Entered by the side of the GUM clinic.
nd ended up not sure where I was going. Fancy that!
down to the entrance into Woodthorpe Grange Park.
Viewed the scenery outside and pondered on the plans for the day: Morrison Delivery arriving 0630>0730hrs, wanted to go and feed the ducks various birds at the Nottingham Arboretum, then go to the bank with the details needed and ask them for assistance with changing my address with the new pension company. Oh, I must call Jenny to tell her I will be going to the nosh session and ask her for the number of the computer engineer she recommended a while ago. Also, get some bread and vegetables. Then remembered I’ve to sort all the bank paperwork back into the dedicated folders. Made myself tired thinking of it all. Hehe! I’ll see what gets done eh?
Caught the L9 to town and dropped off at the terminus.
Many female University Students about on the way back, in the howling winds and nearly wearing clothes. Hehe! 
I liked the vehicle the Thai restaurant was using to advertise for themselves.
I stayed on the bus and went on into Sherwood, to the bank.
Went on Facebook while the oven heated up.
0400hrs: Woke with a start, the dream I was having fresh in my mind, wrote down notes first thing I did. Then out of the £300 second-hand recliner and got on the computer to make a representation, best I could, of the dream.
Espied some more bits of the foil-like stuff from the laundry room on the carpet?
Went to turn off the storage heater in the hallway as part of the enforced economy drive, and found a note had been posted through the letter box. I nearly picked up the phone to let Jenny (I keep calling her Penny for some reason, and she doesn’t like it at all, Tsk!) know, that I will be going but realised how early it was in time and stopped myself. Whoopsiedangleplop prevented there! Phew!
Got the meal sorted.