Saturday 1st October 2016
0300hrs: Up for another WRWW and stayed up, the sleep was not good. For some reason, the brain was rambling and confused this morning. But I remembered to say the White Rabbits like.
Thinking back about the dreams I’d had, one involving some activity with Grizelda from 1960, and the knowledge dawned that these wonderful experiences will never take place again, didn’t do me a lot of good. Hehehe!
Went into the kitchen and turned on the light… Whoopsiedangleplop time again! – I’d left the tap running in the sink when I put the pots in the bowl to soak last night! No hot water again! Worra plonker with bar. Tsk!
Sorted the week’s medication pots out. Another WRWW.
Laptop on and checked the emails, Google Calendar (Nowt on for today) and 
finalised and posted the Friday Diary.
Took a photo from the kitchen window with the reflection from the doorway on it, so made this graphicalisation for a bit of fun.
I might try later on, to do a TFZer Caption Competition with it?
What do you think?
Carried out the daily ablutions and took the rubbish bags to the waste chute.
Wrapped up warm and set off down to the bus stop. Lots of tenants there waiting for buses, but none for the one I wanted. So no gossiping on the way to Arnold, today.
Got a decent ‘Moody Photograph’ at the bus stop, facing North behind the apartment blocks.
For some reason, it came out darker than it actually was? Perhaps cause the sun was shining through a gap in the clouds?
This young Mother had her daughter lose on the handlebars of her bike as cycled along on the pavement.
Dropped off at Sainsburys had a bit of luck there. I found the Surimi seafood I wanted and forgot where I got it from. Along with some Marmite cheese bites and a packet of cooked chestnut.
Sauntered gently and slowly along the road to the Arnold Market Place, only a few stalls, a terrible fruit and veg one, a bric-a-brac one, and one selling old DVDs.
I might nip back to have a decker there when I get my shopping done: if there is time before the bus arrives to get me back to the porcelain at the flat. Hehe!
Hobbled to Boyes Store in search of some foot and shoe spray they often have in stock at £1 a can. They had some, so I got one of each.
Limped to the Saver Shop next door and searched for the Neutradol Fabric Freshener Spray, in luck again, so I got a couple of them too. Along with a toilet block cleaner and some razors.
Then along to the Fulton Food Store and got just a Special Priced short-dated pack of Oxo Beef Onion & Rosemary gravy cubes. 67p marked down from £1-69 it said.
The bags were getting heavier now, I struggled over the road and into the Asda (Walmart) store to get some fresh stuff. Got some vine tomatoes, the last pack of four Cox’s apples, a bag of King Prawn imitation seafood things (Nice) and a pack of two lemon frizzles.
The bus was not due for a while yet, so I went to the photography printing machine and ordered some photographs that I took last Thursday of some tenants at the Social Hour. I ordered them to be ready in two days, so I must remember to collect them on Monday or Tuesday. Crossing my fingers on this one! Paid for them, very cheap when you order and give them time, only cost 25p a print this way.
Grappling with the now heavy bags I made my way to the bus stop. The bus, as they all seemed to be late arriving.
Caught the L9 bus, as we waited in the queue of traffic I noticed the Arnold Fish Bar.
This is the one that got such good reviews on the web.
A shame, it is so far from home, or I could try it out.
Then again, there are no shops or takeaways near the flats at all. The nearest being in Sherwood: and a sad selection to pick from too. So by the time I got to fetch any eat-out food, it would be well cold by the time I get it back to the a
partment.
At the mini-Island near the Sainsbury store, we had a long wait in the traffic jam.
I did get some entertainment there, though. The right hearing aid picked up some static and the odd word from someone communicating with a control room? That’s the second time this has happened to me, despite the Audio Team telling me this cannot occur!
Back to the flats and hastily lugged the bags up and got a much needed WRWW, just in time too.
Made a cuppa and got the Triple-Fried oven chips cooking, and made up the plate for my home-made Fish Supper of sorts.
Laptop on to update this a bit.
Got the fodder served up, battered fish cake, Surimi, two false prawns, strong cheese cubes, tomatoes, beetroot, shrimps, mushrooms and the terrible tasting never to be tried triple fried chips again!
Apart from the chips, everything else went down well enough. The Surimi is especially tasty.
Cleaned the dishes and settled to watch the first of the Man from Uncle films from the DVD I’d purchased from the Arnold Market.
I’d forgotten how badly they were made and produced!
By gum, it took me back, though. Robert Vaughn as Napoleon Solo, David McCallum as Illya Kuryacin, and Leo G Caroll as Mr Waverley.
Despite the pathetic script they all played it dead seriously too.
Loved it. I even stayed awake all through it!
Took me back to the days when I had my own heart, hair, hope and I didn’t look like a hylaeosaurus. Hehe!
Put the TV on and soon started to nod off. Sprung awake, an hour or two later, desperate for a WRWW.
A thirst had developed, would that have been through eating the fish meal?
Took this close up from the window of some ‘Moody’ looking dwellings.
Dreamt of Sister Janet earlier, we were in Welbeck School Yard, and she chased off some lads having a go at me. Bless her!
TTFN all.
Caught the L9 into town (It was nice not to get on the wrong bus).
The Slab Square as now cleared of the stall, amusement and eating stalls.
I went around the block and back into the Square, where I saw a chap who had taken his dog into the fountains to let him drink from the spray.
Caught the L9 and as it travelled along Upper Parliament Street, I managed to get a shot of one of the new electric battery powered street cleaning machines through the buses window.
Got the meal prepared. A big un!
Went into the kitchen to make a brew and then: 
Made the brew and took the morning medications.
Did some graphics and posted them to Facebook.
Got a cuppa and fell asleep. When I woke to throw away the cold mug of tea and replace it, the skyline outside looked amazing to me.
Got the washing, which I’d got ready last night, all sorted and waiting to go down to the laundry room. When I arrived at the machines, around 0325hrs, someone had used both dryers and they had not used a washer. Naughty! Still, it didn’t work out too bad, the spinner with the timer showing indicated it had 34 minutes left. So I did my wash on the short cycle which takes 30 minutes. Returned to the flat, made a cuppa, started the laptop up and started to sort the Inchcock Today posts.
Back down to the laundry room and the lady who’d used both dryers arrived to retrieve her washing. She did not clean out the filter on either machine –Double naughty! She took her things away and I cleaned out both filters for her. Transferred my stuff to the dryer and back up to the flat.
Made sure the expensive mini M&S Quiche Lorraine was safely in the refrigerator for later.
Did some Facebooking.
The drizzle started to fall. 
I had a wander around and a slow walk to the Victoria Market (Mall).
however, have some of the Fresh Cream French Horns on sale… Ahem! Along with cheapo cheese slices and some new season English Worcester apples.
Set about doing Jane’s sad last photographs of Queenie. A real lady in the cat world that will be missed terribly.
Jane told me she is the only female in the house now.
Got the fodder meal ready and digested it.
Took the morning medications with another Senna tablet, made a cuppa and started the hunt for the missing slipper.
Did some graphic creating in CorelDraw X8 and Facebooking.
Getting into the lift, found the floor was in a right state.
Walked straight down through the slab square to the bank.
There was a converted VW Camper Coffee Shop as well. Clever and original idea I thought, that was.
There was a stall, the one on the left here: Mrs Bishops Doggy Deli that brought a smile to me face, I have to say.
I wandered around the side streets and wondered what the Morris type dancing was in celebration of?
The wind was blowing the trees about in the Slab Square as I took this shot of the Council House and Little John’s clock dome.
I’ve never heard of most of them? National Punctuation Day was there, not my strongest point.
For some reason, I found the view from the kitchen window this morning to be extra appealing?
Back onto the laptop and CorelDraw graphicationalisationing, then the pleasant Morrison man arrived with the goods.
I noticed a new instruction sign on the side of the L8 bus.
Then, Whoopsiedangleplop number one of the day!: I got on the wrong bus and ended up going to Arnold by mistake! Regrettably, I started to do the crossword on the bus and didn’t notice this until I was half way to Arnold. Well, this is definitely further proof of my being a worthy again! 
As I passed the Market Place it looked a bit busier today, but still sad.
what I think might be incredibly fashionable sense conscious.
As we got to the Sainsbury Store island where a right turn in required – the traffic was gridlocked for a good while, possibly due to the end of the road being blocked off for the underground Gas Workings.
Got the custard doughnuts and went down to give them to Deana and collect some orange waste bags. This was not to be. It took ages to get down with the workmen still lugging material up and down, but I got to the Community Hut, and no one was in, all locked up.
Got the mini quiche lorraine with a slice of smoked cheese on top in the oven. BBQ Chicken legs, lettuce, onions, pickled egg, roast onions, yellow and red little cherry type tomatoes, Nordic style bacon, beetroot, sliced green and yellow peppers and sliced cox’s apple.
Taking BJ’s photo and chinwagging to him, I was telling him about me having my first ever quiche, and it dawned on me then… I’d forgotten all about the Morrisons delivery that must have arrived while I was talking with Olive.
Which he did when the noise died down, and the other tenants had left, bless him.
The Morrison man called as soon as I got in. They could not deliver again today after all. Made arrangements to have it tomorrow at the same time as I should have been here to receive it today, twixt 0900 > 1000 hrs. The man apologised for not being able to sort it sooner. I told him it was my fault anyway and thanked him.
Me!
Feeling depressed and was well and truly pissed off with me now.
Made a large mug of tea and got on with updating this tosh. Then did some graphicalisationing for at least five hours.
Took the medications and got the fodder ready.
Called on Olive, she was in great form and twinkling! A talk laugh and cuddle and I returned to number 72 and added some lamb gravy granules to the vegetables.
Got the fodder served up in the bowl and tucked into it.
Got the fodder ready:
I was soon setting out and up the gravel hill and into Woodthorpe Grange Park and left down the path onto Mansfield Road.
The contents crammed in so much that stuff had been left on top and at the side of it.
Left over the hill and started off down Edwards Lane to the traffic island.
then left along Valley Road, the ring road.
As I departed, the rain came down a bit heavier.
next traffic island. From under the umbrella. I have to say, I’m well pleased with this brolly, nay bother from the wind with it at all. Mind you, it wasn’t very windy, come think of it.
I got the bags and bus-pass and made my way to the bus stop and off to Arnold to get some fresh veg. Had a nice chinwag with one or two on the bus.
Back on the laptop to update things and do some more work on graphicalisationing for a few hours. The time shot by, and soon it was time to get the meal ready.
Balsamic Onion and Cheese Quiche, red and yellow tomatoes, beetroot, gherkins, pickled egg, extra blue cheese slices on the top & cheddar cheese cubes… I believe there might have been two fresh cream horns and a pot of mandarins in jelly lurking in the vicinity too?