Friday 18th November 2016
In Basque: 18an, Ostirala, 2016ko Azaroak
Woke first at 1240hrs, glanced down at the dirty dish from last night’s
meal. By gum, I enjoyed that!
No memories of any dreams at all, I lay there wondering why I had not had any demand for a WRHD session, moved a bit and boy did ‘Little Inchy’ throb painfully away… Ooh! Thought about getting up to clean the dish and things, but somehow managed to fall asleep again, a rarity this!
0240hrs: Shot awake in desperate need of the WRHD session, the struggle out of the £300 second-hand recliner caused irritation to ‘Little Inchy’. I once again stubbed my toe on the way to the wet-room, and after cleaning my lower appendage, I nearly put Colgate Gel toothpaste on Little Inchy instead of the Betamethasone cream! Then I did something that I wished could have been recorded for posterity; – it would have been a cert to get on You’ve Been Framed! The downside is that Harry Haemaroid bled a bit more than he has been doing of late. Tsk!
As I washed with the Dettol soap tablet, it shot out of my hands, knocked the mirror off of the sink, bounced back, and bounced off my left shoulder and dropped right into the WC without touching the sides, causing the water to splash over my lower region. I instinctively grabbed at the area where the cold water hit me, and catching Little Inchy and started him bleeding all over again, thus having to re-medicate and clean things up again! A flipping good job I’m well stocked up with kitchen towels.
I got the feeling this was going to be a rather malagrugrous day!
Out and got the washing ready to take down to the laundry room. Felt a right nullifidian with all the Whoopsidangleplops up to now.
0305hrs: Got the washing machine going and returned up to the flat.
Computer turned on and started to catch up with the diaries.
0405hrs: Down again and transferred the clobber from the washer to the dryer. Back to the apartment and began sorting the photographs out to use, and posted one of the diaries off.
0510hrs: Down to find that the dryer had left the clothes a bit wet, had to put them back in again, using a quick mode. Huh! Up again!
Carried on doing the diaries. 0540hrs: Down a final time, getting fed-up with this now! The clobber had dried alright this time. But the mystery was, there was no fluff in the filter to clean out? Felt right jargogled. Returned up to 72 and got the kettle on, checked on Little Inchy and got some mushrooms in the Crock-Pot to add to the mushroom risotto later when I cook that.
Took the morning medications and started this dairy off.
Getting bright and light now. Made another mug of tea and took this photographicalisation from the kitchen window.
The Copse, it is thinning more every day, told me that the winds had dropped a lot.
Checked the thermometer on the window frame, 58°f (13°c), so it must be frigid outside?
Checked on the emails. Oh, 77 more than yesterday? Investigated. Mostly unwanted ones.
Finished the latest TFZ gals graphic off and got it posted off to the site.
Did some more Facebooking, and put some diaries and pictures on.
Started the new TFZ graphicalisationing off.
Did a new one of Shirley and me in the desert!
1103hrs: Started to do some cleaning up, some overdo, cleaning up and polishing.
Got the kitchen windows and floor cleaned.
Tidied up a bit in the living room and vacuumed around. I stopped when I had a dizzy. Made a mug of tea.
Facebooked for too long and then I went to visit Olive. We only spoke at her door. She seemed to be struggling a bit. Small chinwag, a peck on the lips and I departed.
Got the dinner cooking.
Mushroom Risotto. Baby tomatoes and some cheesy crispy seaweed snacks.
A strawberry sundae to follow.
Took the medications.
Put on the TV.
Fell asleep.



The lower region accoutrements were beginning to sting badly now, so I made my way to catch a bus home to check on things. Walked through the Victoria Centre and noticed the American, California Tortilla Food place was not doing very well this afternoon.
looked like a Western Cowboy Saloon was nearly finished.
The rain poured, but only once I was safe on the bus, and it stopped just before we arrived at the flats. Nice. Th winds did not abate, though, howling it was. Still wailing away and I could hear it easily when I got into the flat. This must be very annoying for the residents who have good hearing. Poor things.
Ready meal prepared, Morrison’s Beef in Black Bean sauce, all I did was add some Sharwoods Black Bean Sauce from a jar to it. Oh, and a baked potato.
Out and to the wetroom to have a WRHD session and check on Little Inchy, who I could tell had been bleeding without looking first. The spirits lowered as I cleaned up my bleeding areas, and there were three of them this morning. Cracked lips, Haem Aroids and Little Inchy. I was baffled as to why he’d started off leaking again after so long?
I opened and perused the Anticoagulant Therapy Record log, to find the INR was well over the recommended level at 4.8. The new dosages had been reduced.
The GP made a gap to examine Little Inchy (an embarrassing and disconcerting few minutes), she sent off a request for an appointment for me at the GUM clinic, and said I would get a letter or email informing me of the date and time. Thanked her and out to catch a bus into Arnold. Why I caught a bus into Arnold remains a mystery, as I intended to get one to Bulwell?
shelter, so I had a walk around the car park, pondering on why all this leaking of blood was occurring.
I did the crossword again en route.
Got the meal cooking, not interested in what it was somehow, just got the easiest to prepare, a beef pie, added some mushrooms and sausages and as nice as it looked, it didn’t appeal to me. But I ate most of it.
Took a photo from the kitchen window around 0520hrs.
The meal was delicious.

0155hrs: Down and swapped the clothes from washer to dryer, started it going and back up to the flat. Started off doing a graphic for the TFZer site.
Down the hill to Mansfield Road and turned left up the hill and over it down into Carrington.
Had a limp into Vic centre to view the chairs in the Jessop Store. No one around to ask any questions of, so I departed and had a walk to the Tesco at the end of the mall. The sourdough bread was all short-dated and squashed. Those Fresh Cream French Horn cakes jumped into my bag. (Ahem!)
Hobbled, the feet were beginning to sting a bit now, through the famously busy Clinton Street and into the slab square to see how the erecting of the profit-seeking Christmas Fayre stalls were progressing.
The corner of Long Row and King Street, where the building was taking place. well, it was taking place all over really like.
built?
Getting up like I did again so early this morning, I was well tired and got on with doing the meal first thing.
I got the computer going to update this claptrap.
I got the card from the camera to get the photograph of last night’s nosh to add to Saturdays diary. I used the old Sony camera instead of the new Lumix one because I’m fed-up of losing photographs after I’ve taken them, and have no idea what I am doing wrong!
♫ A very old friend came by today
Got my ablutionisationing done. WRWW, and dressed to take the glass jars to the recycling bins.The weather looked very nice. When I got down and out of the building, there was very little wind and no frost at all.
sidings trees and thought my luck was in. No sooner had I got the camera out that I notice branches shaking. I stood still as I could and eventually saw some squirrels running around. But they were too quick for me.
Olive’s Malcolm arrived with the desk loan chair.
Down and got the machine going, back up and started the computer off, CorelDraw seems to be working better at this stage. (May regret saying that later, Tsk!)
Unhappily, as I threw the towel above my head to swing it over the rail, I stuck my finger on (Not up, Hehe) my nose, and the cold sore started bleeding and got some on the towel.
Cleared the things away and took my medications, then sorted the pots out for next week.
0732hrs: Back in a while…
This one a sort of Spot the Wild Animals (12 of them), nd I asked which animal would they like to keep, and which one would they get rid of. For a bit of fun like.
Got the fodder ready.

Made a start on a (Supposedly funny) post I had in mind.
Checked the vegetables and added some tomato puree to them.
The Copse was looking thinner now, but still beautiful.
The usual plentiful supply of Nottingham Pavement Cyclists was about all day.
Up the top floor and to the Market Place Stalls. Got some cashew nuts in dark chocolate and some in yoghourt mix.

I tried a few times to get decent what I call, ‘Moody’ photographs on my wander around.
As the bus passed Clinton Street, I tried again to get a ‘Moody’ as we passed the end of the street. This one didn’t work at all, did it?
Dismounted the £300 second-hand recliner chair and took a photograph of above the electric fire that doesn’t work on my way to visit the porcelain for a WRHD session.
Then afterwards, going into the kitchen carrying the camera, I somehow unintentionally took this photograph.
As I was washing after medicating my rear-end, I realised my sight was not good. Looked in the mirror and found that there was bruising internally underneath my eye and odd marks above on the eyelid.
Started the coughing again as I came out of the warm wetroom and into the unheated front room. I must remember to ask Deana if she is at the meeting if she has informed the works department of my storage heater conking out.
Tram back into town.
As we passed Clinton Street, I took this one through the bus window.
Back at the flat, I found a note telling me that the Personal alarms and some others had gone down, but was being worked on to be corrected.
f garden peas, pork sausages, potato cakes and ciabatta cobs. A lemon curd yoghourt to follow and a packet of vinegar flavoured Peasnaps afterwards.
A call came through on the mobile phone that stopped before I could get to it. 01767319860, I’ll put in on Google Chrome to see who it was.
Feeling tired and a bit down now. No alarms, no heating in the front room, no photographicalisationing permitted at the Social Hour, and not knowing when the loan radiator was due. I bet it’ll come while I’m at the clinic, hospital, shopping or surgery?
Got the clothes in the washing bag and plodded down to the laundry room. (Got dressed first like… Hehe!).

Acedia brought on by the miserable weather, a bit of snow that cleared then rain with a freezing fog and amber warnings to drivers and old folk on the radio!
Facebooking done despite my being so tired by now. some lovely comments tonoght.
vinegar flavoured thingamobobs to follow.