Tuesday 11th October 2016
0430hrs: Woke up, it was cold here this morning. No recollections of dreams beyond those I recorded in yesterday’s post. Tsk! I was soon out of the £300 second-hand recliner in response to a demand for a WRHH session. Haem Aroids were bleeding again, but otherwise no hiatus.
Arthur Itis was gentle and calm at this stage, even Anne Gyna had relented and was being kind to me.
Into the kitchen and cleaned the pots that I’d left soaking in the bowl in the sink.
Took the medications and made a cuppa. Onto the laptop to complete yesterday’s diary and start this one off.
I’d like to get the photographs done later at Asda (Walmart) that I took at last weeks Tenants Social Hour. Get some milk and Deofab if I remember too.
Did some graphicalisationing for later, and did Facebooking for a short while.
Had a couple… well, alright then, six chocolate biscuits.
Then got the ablutioning done.
Popped on the scales, but we needn’t go into that in any detail, do we now?
Ahem!
Sorted the waste bags and took them to the chute. Got the shopping bags and went down to get the L9 bus into Arnold. Handed the Tenants at the stop, some chocolate coin nibbles and today they chattered with me.
I was soon dropping off the bus in Arnold. I ambled gently along to the Saver Store where I’m glad to report; they had some of the Deobab sprays in stock, and I got a couple. They also had some more chocolate coins at half price, Listerine and some Dettol Soap Tablets on offer.
Paid the lady and out and onwards to the Asda-Walmart Store. Passing this window display en route:
The retro stuffed animals, radios and music centres looked impressive, if yer like that sort of thing.
Arrived at the Asda shop – Where again the photography booth was closed?
I investigate to find out that it is closed Mondays and Tuesdays and is opening later and closing earlier on Wednesday to Fridays from now on? Tsk!
Did some shopping, bought too much again, huh! Distilled malt vinegar, a jar of pickled eggs, baby beetroots, Vegetable gravy powder, lemon frazzles, cheese-twists, vine tomatoes, Cheesy topped rolls, Anchor butter (Smallest pack), Apples and some prepared peas and carrots.
Paid the gal at the checkout, and for some reason struggled with carrying the bags out and up the hill to the bus stop? Felt winded, and Arthur Itis was complaining about it. Hehe!
Had to stop half way up the little hill. I didn’t like that, never had to do so before.
Hey-ho!
I had a good while to wait for the bus.
Noticed a new poster had been put in the shelter. One for KFC. ‘Weh one fillet, just won’t – Fill it. New Stacker?
I was feeling too weary to try and work out what it wanted to tell me to do or buy, or whatever.
A good while later, the bus sign informed me that the L9 was due in 9 minutes – then 13 minutes and later 12 minutes? It did arrive in 
eight minutes.
A lady who got on the bus before the L9 arrived, cheered me up a bit bless her pickled walnuts – she, or someone, had sewn some teddy bear heads onto her jeans!
I had to smile, as the lady was about 55-60 years old too! Good for her!
When the bus got to the ring road island, there was no traffic whatsoever about!
There was just one Nottingham Pavement Cyclist all on his own, though.
I found out later from Pat in Canada that I’d missed the cyclist off altogether, he was too quick for me. Oh, I do feel a fool! Hehehe!
We got to the flats in no time, but there were so many buses about, we could not get to the bus stop for ages.
What had happened apparently: It was time for swap-over for the bus drivers, and one of the buses had conked out!
With not being able to get to the kerbside, the driver of the bus would not risk me getting off with the bus being so high from the ground.
Another person to be blessed for caring today!
Called at Olive’s on the way up, no answer.
Got in and tended to a WRWW, then sorted the purchases out and stored them in their appropriate places. Got the vegetables in the saucepan and simmering away, laptop on for a bash on Facebook, then updated this
Found myself inaniloquently talking to myself on and off, more on than off?
Did some CorelDraw X8 graphicalisationing, then got the fodder ready to consummation.
Spuds dotted with Vegemite, Surimi sticks, peeled Red Winsor apple, tomato, pickled egg, beetroot and vegetables. Two buttered cheesy cobs, and it all went down very nicely with thankfulness to Duo Denal for not spoiling the taste tonight. In fact, it was another great effort, rated this one 9.44/10 for taste.
Unhappily, I got bits of sticky vegemite all over the place eating it. The dressing gown, my chin, fingers and the £300 second-hand recliner cover, etc. Had to have a cleaning up session after eating it, Tsk!
The sky from the kitchen window looked so beautiful, as the evening descended. I say descended, is that the right word?
It dawned on me that we have not had much rain lately, and like magic, demands for a WRWW arrived via the bladder if ill repute! This gave me an idea for a funny rhyme post. I’ll work on that one in the morning.
Settled down, nibbles and tomato juice to hand to watch the Englan v Slovenia match, full of hopes and expectancies of an England victory. (Humph!)
Another excruciatingly painful match to watch. Thank heavens the goalie Hart doing something right for a change. A tweet in the Guardian summed it up I think: “A clean sheet keeps England’s unbeaten run in qualifying matches going and makes sure they remain top of Group F. But Slovenia was the better team tonight and had the chances to win. They let themselves down with some shoddy finishing, however, while England was indebted to some fabulous saves from Joe Hart. After that performance, it’s safe to say that Wayne Rooney wasn’t the only problem.”
Depressed I got my head down.
Down again on the lift, through the foyer and to the laundry room. The door on the right in this photograph here on the right like. I fink?
thingamabob. Called in the Community Shed and gave Deana and Julie some nibbles. To the bus stop, many tenants waiting for the bus, but not in a talkative mood today.
Nipped down a floor and to the end of the mall into Tesco and got some lamb, Boczek, and chicken thighs.
As I limped down to the slab square, there seemed to a lot of buses in the traffic jams?N
The Slan Square itself was being prepared for some special event.
I took this shot on Long Row, of a Watson Fothergill designed building above the shops on the ground floor.
The sky is getting awfully dark now, and it is definitely going blooming colder here!
The meal was ready, served it up and salivated while I ate it!
Popped onto the scales after much preparations and wily cunning tricks beforehand, and it was down 1lb (Well, nearly practically, and approximately almost!) compared to yesterday. Ahem!
I nipped into the kitchen to check on the Crock-Pot vegetables progress and add som seasoning to them now they were warming up and took a photograhicalisation of the skyline and Tree Copse.
But I’d forgotten I took it and did not include it in yesterday’s post.
Posted the diaries, did some more graphicalisationing for the TFZ site.
Readied me and limped out for a walk to Sherwood to get some bits, taking in the Copse on the way back to the apartment. No mega-limps today, just a steady walk down the hill to the shops, then a slightly more constant struggle back up to Woodthorpe Park, and down through the Copse and out and further down to the flats.
Set off along Chestnut Walk to Winchester Street Hill and right down to Mansfield Road.
Up over the hill and right into Woodthorpe Grange Park. Spent a while looking at the dogs enjoying themselves.
bushes by nature lovers during the day, and drug addicts during the night.
As I made my way down the path, I picked up some empty pop cans left by the local yobbery presumably – Swines! A few pace further on, I collected two empty wine bottles? High-Class yobboes around this neck of the woods it seems?
walking their owner.
myself going over. Humph!
I did feel a fool!
on the table.
Took the medications and checked the cooking progress and got the meal ready.
I found a photograph on the camera that I’d missed off from the Goose Fair Album. Hehe!
My eyes bigger than my stomach tonight.
Set out along Chestnut Walk to the end and right down onto Winchester Hill.
I spied the roof on the National Laundry buildings on the hill. Now V
that is behind me now at last.
right into Gregory Boulevard passed the island with the Giant Goose on it as is usual and over the zebra crossing.
all.
put the camera away from taking the milk shot.
Took some photographs of food stalls to put on the TFZ site later.
The feet and knees were pretty bad as I climbed the hill and down, the up again into the City Centre.
I got into town and called at the Poundland Shop and had a look for bargains, as I had a while before the L9 bus was due.
I noticed that Clinton Street was in its usual cram-packed with shoplifter…, no, I am shoppers condition.
Took the medications.
So, no hot water for shaving, Humph and Tsk! Washed by using the Shower spray into the sink – but that was not too hot either.
Then got the fodder readied.
As I climbed the gravel footpath hill passing the tree copse, I noticed on the right, the grass had what looked like straw spread over it.
indicated the change of season to me.
Waiting at the bus stop also, were three lady tenants.
Went into the kitchen to have the midday medications. In the distance down below were three men, apparently in difficulty with some kind of agricultural or gardening machine.
Getting the meal early today.
As I waited for BJ, I took this photo. I stuck the lens of the camera through the net wire fencing to take it. 
As we went down Winchester Hill into Sherwood, I saw the house that is currently for sale for only £185,00. A bargain BJ thought.
We were soon at the launderette.
Got the nosh served up. 
I reset the selector to the iA position and took the second photographicalisation, which came out as expected?
No emails came in, so I started doing some Facebooking.
I ambled along Chestnut Walk and turned right down into Winchester Hill. It was a bit nippy this morning. 
Walked into Carrington at a nice steady pace as I had plenty of time. I was at one time making a better average speed than the traffic.
done and I gave her the nurses nibbles and went to the bus stop to get a bus into Sherwood, to catch another one, into Arnold, the L9.
realised it was to a far less a degree!
Went to visit Olive.
Did some quick Facebook graphics.
I was aching all over, not like Johnny and the Pirates, Shaking all over. ♫ When you move in right up close to me – That’s when I get the shakes all over me – Quivers down my backbone – I’ve got the shakes down the kneebone
Potatoes ready, I served up my Sunday dinner.
WRWW.