Sunday 7th February 2016
I sprang awake at 0330hrs. For a few seconds I recalled a lot of the dream I had been having, and then it faded so fast. Tsk!
Moving the legs was not as bad or painful as yesterday morning, but still not good.
To the WC, Little Inchy bleeding a bit, and the constipation was a lot easier. I’m anticipating the rumbling innards to switch places with it again soon.
As I walked to the kitchen, I took note of the things that needed attention in the flat: before Sister Jane’s arrival to do her investigatory inspection of the apartment.
Grave concerns lingered about how she would declare the state of the place – then start telling me what I’d done wrong, not done, needed to do and must not do.
I made a cuppa, took the medications and started the laptop to do the diary.
Did a graphic and posted it off. 
Wrote a funny Ode to go with it.
Then titivated around looking for anything that might get me for rollicking from Jane when she gets here.
Had a good shave, did me teggies and somehow managed to get into the bath. Getting out was a little harder, but no hiatus ensued. Doctored Little Inchy, dolloped Phorpain gel on me knees, lower right leg, feet, the neck, hands and wrist.bath
Got myself into all clean clothes, washed my spectacles and hearing aids, polished my head, scrubbed the bath sink and WC. Then I checked for any spots of dust I might have missed.
Oh no, Janets inspection visit isn’t worrying me at all!
Well…
Jane rang to inform she and Pete would be here around at around 1100hrs.
After taking the medications I had a good shave, teggies, I took a bath, soaked in Radox and Dettol. Lovely! And getting on and out, was the usual painful exercise.
Jane and Pete arrived.
Had a jolly good natter, and I was advised on the things I needed to do with the flat.
- The TV was too small and not a new enough model; need updating.
- Curtains were needed in the kitchen and living room.
- The pipework in the bathroom was old fashioned and needed updating or masking.
- The temperature in the kitchen was 5º below the recommended minimum.
- The bedroom and the stuff in it need urgently sorting out.
- The alarm box needs attaching to the wall.
- Curtains for the living room must be two-part, one for the window, one for the glass door.
- The electric fire that the previous tenant Margaret left behind needs a health and safety check.
- A fitted cover is required, for the arm-chair.
- The draughts coming in through the kitchen window and outer walls need putting right.
- The walls are too bare.
- The fridge is too close to the wall and window.
- The Hallway is too dark, needs a new, different lighting mantle.
- I must go and threaten the solicitors with going to use another lawyer to get them to hurry up and get on with selling the house – having waited six months since the sale was verbally agreed, and still no end it sight, is too long a time.
On the plus side, though:
- They love the 1968 G-Plan cabinet thingy that I have.
- They adored the corner display thingy.
- They are pleased with me being in the flat now and away the yobboes.
- They like how I’ve got the cleanliness of the place, despite the cracks in the walls covered thinly and badly with cheap paint.
- They like my little hand-held Hoover.
- They took the measurement for curtains and offered to check them out for me. Bless them!
- Their interrogation was far less severe than I anticipated. Hehe!
They both listened to what I had to tell them, and that was nice.
Jane was in a good mood, although she was still feeling unwell, she’ll never know how much I appreciated their calling to see me today.
They had a cuppa with me, luckily I have got three mugs now.
Walked out with them, feeling relieved at how the visit had gone. Gave Jane a kiss and thanked them both, and off down the lift they went.
As they went down the lift, I realised I had not remembered to take any photographs of them – Tsk! I thought it would be a good idea to take one out of the kitchen window as they returned to their car.
An old photo I used for Jane
I completely neglected to remember the mess the window makes when I open it. Phoned her on her mobile to tell her to look up so I could take a photograph of them. As I leant against the open window, the soot, grime, rust and dead flies tumbled into the newly cleaned kitchen sill, heater and floor, and all over me clothes!
I waved a cheerio, forgot all about taking the photo, and set about cleaning the kitchen up. It took me longer than when I cleaned it yesterday for their visitation!
Humph!
Oh, dear, more aches and pains now! Hehe!
I made some sandwiches, took the medications, with an extra magnesium tablet, and fell into the chair to watch some TV.
Nodded off almost immediately.
Got into town and went to the Jessops camera shop to see it they had any multi-card readers.
I limped to the Primark store and found they had some of the jammie bottoms in at £5 each on a clearance counter. So I bought the last two XL pairs on the shelves. Well, it said £5 on the ticket, later when I got back to the flat, I found they had charged me £6 for them. Also, £2 for a Fair Isle Fleece, whatever one of them are? The jumpers I’d bought they charged me 
the proper price? Suppose I’ll have to go back again, Huh!
Decided on baked potatoes and a beef pie for dinner. If I remember, I add some sweet potato balls when there are twenty minutes left to go. Garden peas in the pan and for afters, I have one strawberry mini-cheesecake left.
Not a bad meal. Apart from the sweet potato balls, they tasted a bit off – so I dished them.
The had some good offers on that I took advantage of. Salt & Vinegar cooked almonds £1.40 down to 70p, Rankin potato farls £1.40 down to £1.00 and Irish Soda Bread down to £1.00 too.
Many hours later, I got it finished.
Laptop on to start this diary.
Then, cleared, dusted and polished my 1968 G-plan sideboard and the Video box I keep my electricals in
I made up two of the four-drawer chests to use. Unfortunately, I thought they were the same as the previous ones I’d bought from Wilko – but no! They are smaller and have no wheels in them, and, the do not stack properly. Bogwindlingly Bad these!
I washed out the cleaning cloths and dusters and hung them up to dry, along with the walking stick that I’d used the wood dye on.
I t
ook a photo of the living room to see if I could see all the back-breaking works results compared to the photograph that I’d took before I started the cleaning up and titivating of the previously location.
Got me nosh
At the end of a one-way street that came out on Mansfield Road, I came across two cars that were parking up on a dangerous corner and both on double yellow lines. Both were women drivers. Which was rare I thought.
Down to the precinct, the sad, decrepit rows of shops and closed down premises went well with the aggressive unhappy people milling about.
I ended up getting some tiddly tins of Bonner’s Garden peas at 15p each, they were good value and will do me nicely. I bought up all they had left at this price. Some chocolate treats.
The wind was awful again.
On my way up the hill, I came across something that is so rare nowadays.
Got back to the flat and struggled to get from the bus-stop to the flats doors. The graphic I did yesterday seemed to be so much more appurtenant than ever.
When I got in the flat kitchen, the view from the window demanded that it be photographicalised.
Added the garden peas and seasoned it with some Bovril and Bovril beef cubes.
Then Suzieanne with me and her in the same colours. Suzie with beautiful off the shoulder designer dress.
Enjoyed doing these as well.
Put the fodder on to cook.
Decided to have a circular walk into Sherwood from the flats and back, to get the Diarrhoea tablets.
When I paid, the lady gave me four bits of paper.
It was here (See red cross on the map above) that I realised I’d forgotten to get the tablets for my diarrhea.
No, no, changed my mind again. Tsk! I’m to do the tablets first.
Got me fodder ready. Curried baked beans, frankfurters and a bit of pork pie. Followed by a pot of ice-cream too! (Alright, two mini pots)
Horrible night, little sleep again, coughing, bleeding and cleaning it up regularly from all three orifices and the Reflux Valve playing up.
Took about an hour get there. The rain held off, but it came over all dark.
Oh, I got my weekly Grammarly Summary too.
Took the rubbish bags to the chute, and set off to the centre. Left the bread treats and set off up the footpath and up the hill into Woodthorpe Grange Park. Half way up, the howling winds were belting away, so I took a photograph trying to catch the trees in a bent position in the wind. But, the wind was swirling the trees too quickly.
The wind was not a cold one this morning, but the sun refused to come out at all.
I got into Wilkinsons shop and searched for the shaver adapters.
On the way back up the hill, I called in the Dentist, as I was not sure of the date of my next appointment and had not received any letter informing me.
At the time, this irked me a bit, but when I carried on up and over the hill and into the Woodthorpe Park, I was glad a bus was not due. I met an old greyhound with his pet owner going up the footpath, another dog I fell in love with.
Twas then I spotted an intruder in the kitchen!
The weather turned threatening – and the rain started a few minute after I took this photograph.
Got the marvellous fodder ready, and demolished it in short time.