Monday 14th November 2016
In Persian: دوشنبه 2016 نوامبر 14
Woke wide awake at 0025hrs, no memories of any dreams. Out of the £300 second-hand recliner and to the porcelain for a WRHD session. I think the eggs last night may have had some effect in causing the difficulties encountered during this session. Not a nice one.
Last Nights Disaster! It looked good, but oh dear, the mess I made!
Cleaned up the dish and accoutrements used in consuming last nights eating of the most not-nice meal since I’ve been here in the flat.
Rating this one at 6.1/10 is a little overgenerous methinks? I got everything cooked wrongly and even the rosti potatoes were horrible. Shame!
0115hrs: Got the laundry stuff prepared and down to the laundry room. Washer going, back up to update this record of an incompetent Nottingham Pensioner.
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.
Noticed someone had not cleaned the filter again. Ah well, I cleaned it and started the dryer going.
Up to the apartment and posted the results for the spot the tiger thingy what we TFZers did.
Checked the time of the INR blood Test appointment this morning on my Google Calendar. 0935hrs, so I must remember.
I’ll have a walk to the surgery, then carry on after the tests into town methinks.
Hello, the stomach is grumbling and rumbling again.
Did some Facebooking again.
0255hrs: Down to the laundry room one last time to collect the clothes and clean the filter again. Back up to 72, and stored the things away.
Made a mug of tea. Another WRHD session. Back on graphicationalising on CorelDraw X8.
0724hrs: Several hours later, had to stop, cause it was time for me ablutionising session and get the things ready for the blood test and shopping.
Back in a bit, I hope.
Set off on the walk to Carrington and the surgery.
It was warmer than I thought it would be out there this morning.
I had to be weary going down the hill locally, due to the wet rain making the fallen leaves a bit dodgy to walk on.
Down the hill to Mansfield Road and turned left up the hill and over it down into Carrington.
At the brow of the incline, the traffic was at a standstill.
I actually felt glad I was no longer allowed to drive. Finding somewhere to park, getting fuel. the taxing and insuring of the car, bus-lanes, Cyclist wihtout lights, the MOT testing, the insurance etc.
Not to mention the road rage and aggressive nature of drivers nowadays.
The legs and feet felt okayish, Anne Gyna had gone on a vacation, Arthur Itis lingered a bit, the cramps had eased up too.
Got to the surgery and the nurse took my blood and we managed a little chinwag. She told me that the district nurses would be calling tonight and tomorrow night to give me an Enoxaparin booster jab. (They didn’t appear tonight, though)
Out of the GP surgery and to the bus stop and caught one into town.
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!)
Out and walked to the Aldi store and got some PeaSnacks and a filled Yorkshire Pudding with Chicken roast potatoes stuffing and mini sausages in gravy. That’ll be an easy to prepare nosh for me for a change, less chance of me making a cock-up? (Say’s the old yonderly dreamer)
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 limp through was hazard ridden, with pavement cyclists, Big Issue sellers and various charity collections going on.
Popped into the Poundland store and had a wonder around. Found some tins of Stewed Steak and Pulled Pork that would come in handy I thought, so I got a can of each. Also a tube of Colgate Gel toothpaste, I like this one cause it is not overly scented or flavoured and seems to suit me. Used the self-serve thingy for the first time. Got in a pickle with it, a sign flashed Assistance Coming! The girl who arrived had the most perfect “Oh no, not anohter old ditherer to sort out!” expression on her face. Hehehe!
The corner of Long Row and King Street, where the building was taking place. well, it was taking place all over really like.
The part built wooden structure come outlet whatever it is to be when finished, caught my attention.
On closer inspection, it looked rather like a Wild West saloon was being 
built?
A rifle range perhaps? Although I can’t imagine the safety conscious Nottingham City Council permitting such a dangerous entertainment being in the show?
Although having said that, they are allowing me to wait for 30 days before they restore the heating in my flat? Little dig there, sorry).
Up King Street and caught the L9 bus back to the flats. Oh, I do appreciate my free pensioner bus pass!
Getting out of the lift, I called to see Olive. A bit risky, cause it was still near dinner time, and a good telling off was on the cards. Hehe! She asked if the chair was alright and the blanket she loaned me was working. I thanked her and told her the chair made thing a lot easier and the blanket was most appreciated. A quick short chinwag, a cuddle and a peck and I went to the flat and a much-needed WRHD session.
Getting up like I did again so early this morning, I was well tired and got on with doing the meal first thing.
A bit of a treat this one, the expensive beef in black bean sauce with peppers and a few oven chips. Some PeaSnaps, and I forgot all about the cream horns and had a strawberry dessert. I’ll have the fresh cream french horns tomorrow then?
Took the medications between mouthfuls of gorgeous food!
Planned the TV viewing Another wasted effort there), and fell asleep within half an hour!
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.
Hunger came over me early, so I got the stewed steak and gravy, two potatoes and the Crock-pot vegetables ready and ate it with some Sourdough Bread to soak up the gravy.
Then it hit me, the return of the grumbling innards!
I pressed on with WordPressing, graphic making and then onto Facebook. Concentration is not okay.
A nice long shower and change of togs and off to visit Olive. She was not very well at all. Her family were looking after her and calling each day. I collected some jars to go with mine to the bottle bank, and she asked me to post a letter for her.
Jessops to look if they had any suitable chairs for the computer for me. One chair seemed perfect, but it was £299. Some on show were up to £899 each!
To the end of the mall and towards the stairs onto the street.
As I came to the top of the stairs down to the street level, it was a depressing site.
much earlier than usual.
I opened the box that the phone arrived in: Look at this!
The sky looked a bit different than of late tonight. Mind you, it has forecast temperatures will fall to -4°c!
Down again to the laundry room and moved the stuff into the dryer – oh dear, someone had not cleaned out the filter again.
I had to do the Enoxaparin injection into the tummy this morning. No bother, I’m lucky with not having any fear of needles or hypodermics (Trypanophobia).
Got the fodder ready.
Ablutions were done and out for a walk through the park to Sherwood, to catch a bus to Arnold.
onto Mansfield Road, I saw that the works that have been going on for a while now had reached the putting in of cement and iron poles next to the brick garden retaining wall.
Walked over the hill and down to the bus stop, caught a number 58 bus into Arnold. Which was a lot busier than usual today.
y. Humph! So no choice but to leave it and try to remember to try again on Monday or Tuesday next week.
Got on the bus and fellow resident Mary was on the bus. Had chat en route. When we got off, May was there just getting off a number L8 bus, and we all hobbled up in the lift together.
A WRWW and I got on with making the fodder.
Made a bit of a mess with the meal preparations… I overcooked the potato Gnocchi, ended up throwing it away.