Sunday 30th April 2017
Macedonian: Недела 30-ти април 2017 година
0400hrs: Sweating a bit this morning. Fractures bits of dreams were there, but not enough to make any sense of.Up and out of the £300 second-hand recliner and got the washing bad and down and got it going in the washer.
Up and out of the £300 second-hand recliner and got the laundry bag and down and got it going in the washer.
Up to the flat and visited the Porcelain Throne with no problems.
Made a cuppa and started doing the diaries.
Down and moved the clothes into the dryer.
Back in the flat 0500hrs, took the medications and did the Health Checks:
Sys 146, Dia 82, Pulse 100, Temp 36.1, Weight 14.69 (Down a smidge he says with his little chest swelling out. Hehe!) Apart from the pulse a bit high all looked good to me. And because I wrongly did these checks in between nipping up and on the lift. I suppose the pulse being so high, is to be expected? Bet it’ll be back down on the next checks.
Took this photograph through the kitchen window, leaving the lights on in the front room to reflect onto it.
I made a strong mug of tea. Did some graphicationalisationing, and it was soon time to go back down to the laundry room to collect the washing. (0600hrs).
Took the camera down with me.
Bits of fluff had attached to the clothing, and it took me ages to pick it all off of them. I guess I didn’t check the filter well enough, it looked cleaned to me when I got the stuff into the dryer.
Ah well, that’ll teach me not to take short cuts.
Packed the into the bag, cleaned the filter and drum and back one more time up to the mini-flatlet.
Got some potatoes into the Crock-Pot adding a drop of dark Soy Sauce in place of salt to them.
Started on the diaries, beginning this one.
WordPress reading next.
Onto Facebooking.
Second checks completed and the pulse had gone down okay. Sys 150, Dia 85, Pulse 85, Temp 36.1. Excellent!
Then decided to have a walkabout hobble with my camera, just around the block so as to speak. So I got a good scrub-up adorned clean clothing and set off on the little trip out.
No personages met at all on the way down in the lift or front foyer.
Crossed over the road and onto the field to get to the entry point for the Croft.
There, in between the weeds, daisies, dandelions and was a single buttercup, blowing in the wind. I jut had to start the walkabout with a photographicalisation of it, it was so 
beautiful and fresh looking.
The well-beaten pathway up through the Croft was mounted at a really slow idle pace – I was in no rush and wanted to have a good look around. Which was a little disappointing I’m afraid, for two reasons?
One, the rubbish that had been tipped in between the lovely old trees. And the fact that I thought I’d taken a picture, well, two pictures of the crap… but when I got home and downloaded the camera card, none were found?
Upwards and onwards to the park, and had a roundabout walk down to Mansfield Road.
Taking a photograph of a group of friends with their animals, from through the trees.
I get pleasure from seeing the dogs playing and having fun. A touch of jealousy creeps in too, I think? Hehe!
The feet were already beginning to sting a bit, but no bother from Duodenal Donald or Anny Gyna at the moment.
On to Mansfield Road, up over the hill and down into Sherwood.
Sparsely populated today, then again it is a Sunday. (Please note: I got the day right today. Haha!)
Did lots of window shopping on the way down to Winchester Street.
Dropped into the Wilko store and got face cloths and spectacle cleaners. Had a dizzy at the check-out and dropped the change the gal was giving me – did feel a fool!
Really slowly now, I ‘ambled with a limp’ down to the lights and left up onto Winchester Street Hill.
A few yards along on the left in this picture is the entrance bounded by a low Derbyshire Stone, a wall with flowers and shrubs planted.
As I approached it, some Nottingham Street Art 
I found!
Three-quarters of a slice of buttered toast, a bag of gone-off-rancid food of some description, broken tiles, bricks, a box of ice-pops and cigarette packets adorned the corner of the wall that had been knocked down.
And these dumped items were right next to the most beautiful of plants!
As I walked up the hill and Anne Gyna started grumbling, I came across more wonderful plants on the side of the pavements.T
Their names I know not, being a townie – but I knew they were nature’s wonders. Especially the one in the middle above. Almost reminded me of a close-up of a snowflake or something that had been embroidered?
The leg of the hill was a battle, but as I say, I was in no rush and took a few breaks when I took the photos.
Rounded the corner onto Chestnut Walk, and I hobbled along with a little quicker limp now – The bladder was informing me of a need for a wee-wee was becoming urgent! Tsk!
Made it in time.
I thought how nippy it was in the apartment. Then realised I’d left both windows open, so I closed one.
I put the Wilko purchases away.
Kettle on and checked the Crock-pot, the tatties were doing fine.
Kettle on and made a cuppa took the midday medications, got the computer going and updated this diary.
Had to nip for another wee-wee, though?
Added some of these photos to the TFZ site.Back to working on the next TFZer graphic.
Back to working on the next TFZer graphic.
Spent hours, only to lose it all when CorelDraw froze! Grumph!
Got the meal prepared.
Raw pod peas (The last of them), beetroot, potatoes boiled with soy sauce in the water, a fish cakes, battered cod balls and mushrooms. Two slices of sourdough bread (The last two).
With to follow, a plain Greek-style yoghourt with Marle Syrup stirred into the pot.
Did the washing up then settled to try and watch some Jonathan Creek DVD episodes – again I nodded off before the thing started, and again I remembered bits of the dreams I’d had when I woke later and wrote some notes down to record from later.
There was no need for ant berceuse tonight. Turned off the box and TV as was in the land of nod in moments!
TTFN
s.
Back to put the above photograph on here, and noticed some smoke in it, left of the right curtain.
Plenty of time to spare so I took a nice steady hobble down the hill.
Left and up the hill on Mansfield Road and over the crest… or should that be apex or maybe the crown of the road?
Further down the hill as I approached the surgery, a sudden uplifting insanity came over me… no not insanity, erm, jollity!
I requested some extra Codeine Phosphates and was pleased when after he’d read my statistics on the computer, he agreed to do so, because of the Morphgesic SR 30 mg Tablets being stopped in readiness for the graft operation and it should be safe to take some extra 30g Codeines, in place of them. So glad he agreed to this, bless him.
Deepak, the chemist and owner, asked me to have a talk with him while I waited for the prescription to be filled.
I got only three things today, A bag of small potatoes, a small packet of Sugar-Peas and two small cheese cobs.
Boy, was I lucky, just missed the downpour that started as I got in, put the fodder away and had a wee-wee before taking the midday and the extra medications. A bit of a mouthful that, Haha!
l Donald was bearable.
Began to worry about if the Hygiene ladies would visit today.
to miss the 1130hrs bus, bless her.
We piled on when the bus arrived and Penny gave a little lecture for a few minutes; I could not hear her and asked the cheery lady sat in front of me if it was anything important. She smiled and just said: “No dear!”
Wee-wee, kettle on and got the DVD thingy out and set it together okay, plugged it in, and the Jonathan Creek DVD started!
The weather outside looked glorious.
s. (By gum that was quick coming). It was what I expected. far too low, in fact only 1.6, second lowest it’s ever been.
The weather took a disturbing turn then. Caught me in the reflection.
Stirred at 0255hrs, Duodenal Donald giving me a lot of hassle and pain this morning.
take the medications and an extra few swigs of antacid in possibly a vain hope of easing the ulcer pain. Then did the Health Checks:
Eventually, Duodenal Donald himself made it up for me, with a super-mega stab of pain, followed by a Donald Dizzy spell. I decided to take an extra one and another Codeine.
Dropped the jars in the bin and down Winchester Street, across Mansfield Road and into the bank.
oaf of bread and some meat to tonight,s meal. Sarnies only tonight, nothing spicy I said to myself.
A few dogs taking their owners for a walk and refusing to return the thrown ball.
Turning right at the top, I hobbled down through the beloved Copse. Thickening out well now.
Squirrels and birds very active around the area.
stubbing my toe on the way.
Looks okay I think? Apart from the weight perhaps?
Put the herbed tomato sauce in the pan and added the pasta thingies with mushrooms into it.
Out of the £300 second-hand recliner, stomach churning and into the kitchen with the intention of getting some tummy medicine down me… of dear, another Whoopsiedangleplop – I’d left the damned hot water tap running all night again! A flipping good job I’d not left the plug in the sink at least! Humph!
I just sneezed and me teeth nearly came out, and there are not false ones – blimey, my tummy felt like it was trying escape up through me throat!
Got the vegetables chopped, un-podded
Getting readied to call on Olive, and the hand and fingers warped as I was putting the camera away, managed to take this photo of disfigured agony-ridden left hand using the right one.
Got the dinner ready, all looked okay.
had a plenty of time before the tutoring session.
Up the escalator and took this photo of the hanging in the air mannequins.
in myself. I wandered into a Sports Direct Shop, didn’t realise until I got in that it was for the younger generation, however, I did see they had some what they called, Everlast Crew Sweat thingamabobs on sale at 2 for £10.
Fifteen minutes to go until the bus was due, I went into The Works bookshop and had a look around for some bigger print crossword books.
Up Queen Street and to the bus stop. A bit of a kerfuffle here today. The bus stop is shared between three routes, and it is finely tuned to handle them all, so if anyone is late, they are all late because those behind cannot pull up to pick passengers and have to go around the block again. Although some drivers go passed them, not picking them up. Hehe! The L9 did today though he was well late by the time he pulled off. I am amazed at how they cope with it all.
rearranged lesson on it… eventually. I thought it was in the bag, but no.
Carried on Chronicalisationing, then got the meal prepared.
Made a cuppa that went cold and did the graphics for this header, then checked the emails.
Checked the Google Diary for the things that needed doing today.
Walked down to Chestnut Walk and Winchester Hill, where I took this shot of some plants on the roadside. To the bank first. Because I had not taken the bank pin number with me, they could not tell me if the account had been activated?
Dropped the fish fingers and bread off at Norman’s flat. He thanked me and said he’s got the cleaners coming today, so no need for me to do any cleaning for him. He was in fine form, and this cheered me up.
Made the herb pork sandwiches.
The oven chips, pork sarnies, seasoned baked beans and a pot of Greek Style yoghourt with added honey.
Realised also, that I’d left the kitchen window open – that explained why it felt a bit nippy earlier. Huh!
Might be due to the hassle I’ve been having so far?Still, the weight had gone down a bit.
Put the kettle on. And had a feeling-sorry-for-myself moment as I viewed the scenery outside.
And see how he is, and get this WordPressing finished and did some graphics and Facebooking. No buses anyway on a Sunday.
wd it was awful.
Hobbled off down Chestnut Walk to deposit the jars in the bottle bank bin.
Tsk!
Had a chinwag to a lady and gentleman who were sat on the rest bench at the end.
Said my farewells and turned at the end and back down the other side, where I managed to get another photograph of the pond, this time with the feeder one in the shot.
Anne Gyna was getting more irritable with me the longer I plodded on, so decided to have a nip (Or hobble, might be a better word here, Haha!) around the edge planting and then cut through back towards the apartments.
I went down to get a closer look at this bit of growth because I thought I’d spotted a little squirrel in it.
when the squirrel did appear once again and was too slow to catch it as it ran off. Still, I got a good one of the greenery?
r mug of tea, I notice a young couple far down below, shoes off and having a mini picnic and getting the sun. Don’t blame them.
Enjoyed the fodder. Rated it at 9.2/10