Old, sick, weary, but harmless. I need to make others smile!
Inchcock Working away at his move to his new flat
Despite his many ailments and his fear of the new flat complex’s Female Obergruppenführer: He carries on getting knowhere in his mission to make the place habitable and not to run of of funds doing so… He’s failing there!
Friday 13th June 2015
Again not much sleep due to me racing – but getting nowhere mind. Shame that!
Cuppa and medications taken, lesion cleaned-up and ointment applied.
Got down around 0510hrs and straight on the laptop to see what was to be done today.
BJ rang missed the call due to WC’ing. Rang him back.
He came to pick me and some of me bagged-up stuff up to lift me to the flat – bless him muchly.
I sorted the stuff I needed so as to sleep at the flat tonight ready.
When he arrived I asked him if we could call at the shops in Sherwood on the way to try to get a seat/chair and mirror to shave by.
We called in Wilkinson’s and got a mirror.
Then got a very hard wooden chair from the charity shop.
Had an eventful time getting the stuff out of the car and into the one working lift – then up to 12th floor and into the flat! Tsk!
I made me first cuppa tea in the new flat for BJ – I would have joined him, but I only had one cup/mug in the flat. Tsk!
Tesco delivery and the Virgin Media man arrived together.
The Virgin man was polite and helpful.
I did some sorting of stuff that BJ had lifted to the flat for me and made up the collapsible storage crates, they will come in handy! – while the Virgin chap got things sorted for me.
A few hours later and he even got the laptop working to make sure all was okay and working.
The community shed was locked-up, so stuck em back in me bag to try again tomorrow.
Wilkinson’s to get toothbrush and the other bits.
Waited and caught bus back up the Winchester Street hill and the flats.
The shed was still locked-up.
I must find out the times of when things are available as soon as I can – what are the emergency numbers etc?
I was hoping to speak to someone about things to sort and to get help with the hot water predicament.
Got in and tied the cushions to the new second-hand chair so I could at least sit-down in relative comfort.
I think it was the third time I sat on it the ties came off and I very nearly had another Whoopsiedangleplop! Huh!
At least I now have something in the front room! A telephone that works, Virgin Internet paraphernalia and me new second-hand chair now with cushions – even if they have dropped off. Hehe!
Steve rang but I missed the call. Rang him back he’s coming to the flat shortly to talk about things.
Started this diary, feeling a bit tired again now.
Took me evening medications with a cuppa.
Thought about what I’d got here that I could have for nosh after Steve’s been and gone – limited choice mind!
Looks like beans and bread up to now. Ah-well!
Then soaked and cleaned me hearing aid inners.
Then made a graphic adding missen to the photo of the laptop on the internet in the kitchen.
I’ll be glad when Steve arrives, he’s going to pump up the air mattress for me to kip on and I do need some kip! If the hot water lasts I’d hoped to have a bath, but they ask us not to have a bath after a certain time because the noise of the water can annoy neighbours. So another stand-up wash then…?
Steve arrived and kindly pumped more air into the mattress so I cold try to sleep on it tonight – my first night sleeping at the flat. not that I get to sleep like – too excited methinks, still lots to do but I feel I’m getting there at last.
Steve has arranged for the decorator to come Monday and Tuesday, tells me I can rely on the man and leave him alone when I go out for me medical prevarications, clinic appointment and whatever.
Off shot Steve and I had the best bath I’ve had in ages – bit of a soak in Jasmine and Lavender bath suds, and shortage of hot water either – luverly!
But I couldn’t get to sleep at all – despite feeling weary. So carried on with this diary.
Must go back to the dump tomorrow to get some medications and call in the chemist to get me monthly supply – then pick up some more bits I might need if I sleep here again tomorrow night – clothes, nail-cutters, painkillers, bread milk and something else that I can’t recall what now. Huh!
Might call in the charity shop to see if I can get to buy the soft chair and desk I saw earlier. They won’t be able to deliver until Wednesday and delivery will cost £30 minimum – but the chair is very comfy and not too low, and the desk should be ideal for me laptop and things. Hope they haven’t been sold when I get there.
Nightie night all… TTFN
Thursday 2nd July 2015
Lousy nights kip – I was so drained and the feet knees and ankles were painful and swollen from all the walking I’d done yesterday, yet then the cramps started as well!
No sleep as such, kept waking up regularly in mini-agony… Tsk!
Got the things ready for the surgery and items in me bag to take to the flat and set off.
The nurse did me and we managed a little chin-wag in between her fondling, measuring and recording the findings of various departments of me body parts (Bless her).
I caught a bus into town and called at the virgin shop to be snubbed and sneered at by asking them for details of me plan I’d signed up for.
Then i called in Jessops while they have the Sale on for a couple of more days and looked at their telephones on sale. They had one with large buttons and volume control reduced from £25.99 to £15.00 cause it had no instruction book. So I bought that ready for tomorrow when Virgin come to set me up.
Then called in the Pound shop to get some mini-pots for me medications.
The bag’s are getting heavier now…
I went to the Nottingham Transport shop to see if I could get a timetable of the L8 and L9 bus service that covers the flats – couldn’t find one on the racks, so I joined the queue and asked the nice glaring at me face lady if they had any – she disappeared for a bit and returned to tell me no, it appears they have ran out of them. Hey-ho!
The L8 was due in 35 minutes so I wandered around for a bit, taking a ‘Bling’ photograph for the TFZ gals and guys, and returned to the bus-stop – first in the resulting queue I was – but still got on last when it arrived ten minutes later as the others barged passed me. Huh!
The bus took a route all over several areas eventually getting me to the flats.
I called at the community shed first, there was a meeting going on, so I tried to push the letters I’d had delivered at the flat for the previous lady tenant under the office room door – a lady came out of the meeting and took them off me.
I made me way to Woodthorpe Court and got in the flat.
Did a bit of fresh-air spraying and put the key for the balcony door back in the door.
Then put some bits I’d taken away with me… away like.
Took a photo of the walk past the garages out into the Grange area where the student was raped in January.
Then set about deciding where to put Patti Bekert’s painting she did for me when I was down a bot last year.
I decided in the living room – not that there’s anything in it yet like.
The bedroom was too dark to give it credit like.
Then I tried the hot water taps again I’d turned on the heater when I arrived but no light came on it) and low and behold warm water from the bathroom tap.
Then I tried the kitchen tap – you see, I assumed because the red-spotted tap in the bathroom was the hot water one, that the red-spotted one in the kitchen would be the hot one – Silly me! the green on in the kitchen is the hot one. Don’t they make life awkward?
Did some more cleaning and disinfecting and cleaned the bath and sink that needed it on closer inspection with the light on. No window in the bathroom, or mirror or cabinet either yet.
Went down and found the Community Frau Kommandant asked her if she knew anyone that might like the sausage baguette I’d bought, she snapped “I don’t sell residents foods for them! I told her I was giving it away, my fault for buying it without checking the contents first.
She put it in her bag with a gruff “I’ll find someone!”
Then I bravely asked her about the larger and recyclable waste disposal routine.
Before I’d finished asking her she shot the answer rapidly back at me in a booming voice that I could not understand – she really liked it when I asked her to say it again – oh… hassle to come from this Obergruppenführer in the future methinks?
She said in a slower but more baritone voice this time: with an expression that said “You should know this – moron!”, accompanied by possibly the most pompous yet effective sneer I’ve had thrown at me for years – “Put it near the caretakers refuse door!”
It got really sociable when I had to ask her where the caretaker’s refuse door was. Oh dear, one here to avoid if I can methinks.
I went back up to the flat and made sure everything was locked and turned off.
Then got me things to take back to the hovel. Must remember to take me new laptop back there with me in the morning – so if the Virgin men turn up they can get it going for me on their internet. Going to take some clothes as well – then I might stay in the new flat overnight, cause I can have a bath there now having taken the towels and hygiene stuff already, and change me togs too. toothbrushes and stuff should be arriving with the Tesco order – I bet the driver will be happy when he knows he has to ring to get into the flats, and then get all the stuff up me in 72 via the lift – oh dear, more hassle? Hey-ho!
Some of the flights had Stair-lifts fitted others didn’t. Got down alright – feeling better than yesterday physically… oh, perhaps I shouldn’t have said that?
I got to the bus-stop for 1520hrs knowing the bus should arrive at 1530hrs.
Two ladies were sat in the shelter waiting and I gave them a friendly Nottingham greeting: “Ayup midducks are yer alreet?”.
All I got back was from one of them “Are you the new bloke then?”
“Yes” I replied, and that was that!
As I walked along Mansfield Road into 
I couldn’t get me camera out in time to clock him. but further along the road he came at me, dog in tow on the pavement and I managed to turn around to get a photo of the pillock come toss-pot.
Got in to the flea-pit and found an email from the lady interested in taking the old fridge freezer off my hands. She’s going to try to get her brother to fetch it on Sunday or maybe Saturday. I emailed her back saying okay.
Finished off this diary and made notes of what to remember for tomorrow… Mmm?
Made me sandwiches and watched a DVD while eating them. Took me medications too.
I just hope the lady doesn’t wake me up late about the fridge-freezer situation.
Nodded off for an hour and then sprang awake thinking it was tome to get up – then I felt the all too familiar warm wet glow from me lower regions. Got up and cleaned missen up – but could not get back to sleep for ages… and ages… Tsk!
Wednesday 1st July 2015
Woke 0410hrs – put the water heater on – then took me medications and laid there pondering on the day’s demands coming my way.
Lot’s to do again still. Get the things ready to take to the new flat – Steve coming at 1200hrs – Workmen coming to the flat ‘‘twixt 1215 and 1415hrs to look at the bathroom toilet blockage and the brown water coming from the cold water tap, things to sort in the kitchen packing away stuff… must talk with Steve about the sequence of things, so much to sort… got to get Fridge-freezer and cooker and internet connection… confused even thinking about it. by then I’m sure I’ll be ready to get me head down. Tsk!
A cuppa and some stuff out to the bins and got on with Facebook for a bit, then finished and posted yesterdays Diary, started this diary.
Had a bash at amending graphics on Serifdrawplus without any success, did it better in Coreldraw x7.
Sorted the things to take with me today (I hope) that I’ll need in the new place that I can a store in the cupboards so as to make it easier for the decorator to get his job done and the carpet layer who I haven’t even thought of sorting yet… Huh!
Steve rang, he will not be coming to pick me up but meet me at the flat with a volunteer Age UK helper Glendora.
Set off with two heavy carrier bags on me walk to the flat.
35 minutes later – bedraggled, burning feet and well knackered I arrived at Woodthorpe Court.
I put on the immersion heater. I was good and early and decided being as I’d taken some cleaners with the other things, to clean the windows. They are type you can turn around to clean the other side.
When I completed the turning stale rainwater flowed out of three corroded parts and I had a right mess to clear up. Luckily I’d taken a bowel and some basins and used them to put under the escaping water – unfortunately not before it had soaked me cap and crossword book and spilt onto the power point! I left it in the open position to let the water drain.
A good start methought!
I found what I thought was a large smudge of Tippex on the living room window – on closer inspection it was what looked like a pellet shot hole that had been covered. Mmm?
I tried the water later but it had not warmed up at all after an hour?
Then some mail came fr the previous tenant. I put them in me bag to drop off at the community shed when I left.
The phone rang, it was Glendora arriving. A few seconds later I thought perhaps she did not know the way up – so I nipped in a lift and went down to the entrance area, as she was in the other lift going up, so I went back up and found her knocking on the flat door.
Nice lady I had met her once before when I first met Steve.
She started to ask me things and then Steve rang to be let in.
Things got a little hard to follow then as they were both speaking and it was hard to make out what was being said.
Then it got worse, the plumber rang for entry and started to toy with the pipes in the bathroom.
As Glendora and Steve were thankfully sorting out on the phone for me the Virgin internet setting up of, the plumber said all done mate and I asked him what the problem had been with the WC – “Wot problem?” he asked. I pointed out the Do Not Use wrapper around the toilet seat – he looked down it and pulled the chain saying “Nowt wrong wi that!” So all this time I’ve been unable to relieve missen, it just needed the chain pulling? I noticed he flushed the sign telling me not to use it down sharpish like. Tsk!
Steve told me he’s sorted Virgin internet connection to be done Friday between 1300hrs and 1800hrs. With Tesco delivering Friday as well twixt 1200hrs to 1400hrs that fitted in nicely.
Thursday (Tomorrow) is Doctors at 0900hrs, nurse at 0930hrs and possibly a trip to the clinic depending on what the nurse thought of the state of me bleeding little lesion?
Steve produced a blow up mattress for me to use until I can get a new one – nice of him I thought!
Much talking of things I had to do, things not to do and things important and those less important followed – I’d gotten confused by then with it all, and was feeling really drained, happy, but drained.
We had a 30 second thunderstorm then. Gosh the thunder sounds loud when your high up in the sky – Hehehe!
Steve and Glendora left and I checked everything to make sure it was safe with nowt left on like – the hot water was still cold in the kitchen when I turned off the heater after four hours? Locked up and made me way to call at the community shed to drop off the letters on me way back to the flea-pit.
The shed was locked-up, hey-ho!
It took me 30 minutes to walk back to Carrington and when I got to the Co-op store me mobile rang – but I couldn’t hear what was being said due to me deafness and the noise of the traffic.
Got some milk and made me way back – and the phone rang again – it was someone from the flats asking me to be in the flat Monday between 1200 and 1700hrs to be spoken to about the intercom?
I got back in and so tired and weary and the door lock would not lock? While struggling with it, getting nowhere Steve rang – it seems when I tried to ring the first caller back I’d dialled his number in mistake. Huh! He said he would be passing my dump in about five minutes and would call in to see if he cold help.
The INR results had been delivered and I had to get the next one done on the Monday. Steve kindly rang the surgery to make an appointment for me on Monday morning – because of the need for me to be in the flat twixt 1200 and 1700hrs for the intercom thing whatever it is on Monday. The receptionist told him there were no free slots on Monday at all – but could make it on Tuesday at 0930hrs, Mmm? And yet last week when I asked them to make it Tuesday instead of Monday, they insisted if the hospital say Monday, then Monday it must be!!! Confusing innit?
Too tired to make owt fancy I had microwave sausage sandwiches and me medications for nosh.
By gawd me feet are aching and stinging now.
Here are the photo’s I took before it got hectic at the new flat today:
TTFN all!
Tuesday 30th June 2015
Slept a long time last night, got over five hours in.
The dreams were all about problems with the moving abode – at least I think they were – because they were fresh in me mind when I sprang awake at 0400hrs and lay pondering on how to solve them for ages – no solutions came though.
Having no transport is a bind – failing to order the freezer and cooker yesterday and the wasted half-day trying to, was a blow that sent me into a low. Oh, poetry!
I must ring Steve later, to find out about the Virgin internet set-up and the decorating situation. Got to wait for the paint to arrive at the flat first – which means me being there to accept it – so much confusion, so many things to tackle and so many things Medical appointments, repair men from the City Homes Council and the toilet is unusable until they sort it out in the new flat things to remember or forget worry me a bit.
First time I’ve moved from a house. Nervous and panicky is how I see myself at the moment. Being on my own without transport isn’t helping.
I think it’s amazing how some folk cope with their moves.
The heating is storage heaters in the flat – they confuse me as well.
Started this diary and made a cuppa. Took me medications. (Missing these in me confused state is another worry – Tsk!
Took some rubbish out to the bin and made a list of items I might (If BJ can help me out – Again!) be able to get from Asda for the new flat.
I feel a bit guilty asking BJ for help all the time – summat else to get me down. I think he might get pissed off with me soon.
And I’ll probably have two poll-taxes to pay until I sell the house… oh, the mind races leaving me brain behind!
Got the washing ready and had a wash and brush-up before setting off for the launderette.
Good stuff methought!
Got to the launderette and Mandy was on duty
Had a chin-wag and laugh like.
BJ arrived and i asked him if he could take me with him to Asda so I could get some stuff for the new flat and take it up there.
He said he hasn’t much time but he would. I feel terrible putting on him for help like this.
A man from City Homes rang, he wanted to get into the flat to replace the damaged glass on the kitchen window. I said we should be there around 1215hrs.
Brushes, cutlery, kettle, towels, mugs, drainage rack for the sink, bottles of mineral water in case the brown water was still coming out of the cold water taps Tsk!
Getting on now and BJ had no tie to 
Up to the 12th floor and somehow struggled out of the lift and got the stuff into the flat.
I took some photographs of the flat.
I sneaked a shot of the from behind showing the marvellous view from the window.
They had it done in a few minutes ad left me a little pile of rubbish to clear up, bless them.
This cheered me up a bit – until I went into the bathroom and saw the Do Not Use sign still on the toilet seat.
Brown water was still coming out of the cold tap I’m afraid to say.
There was a pile of letters for the previous occupant lady.
I thought I’d go see if I could fins any of the staff to ask what to do with them so took them with me to the lift.
As I left the flat, there are two other flat doorways in a recess and I saw my neighbour and had a chat with her, about my age and very pretty she was.
As I got in the main 12th floor area near the lifts I popped in to see the rubbish chute and broke up some cardboard to see if it went down alright – I must ask someone about if there is a recycle one to use.
A grand chap name of Norman came to me as I got in the lift. He said they keep changing people to other flats near him and didn’t sound to happy about it for some reason?
I got down and called at the community cabin thing and found a woman there and asked her about the letters, she said just bring them here. So I gave the to her. She didn’t know about the waste chute, as she was standing in for someone on holiday.
I walked down into Sherwood and got some stuff from Wilkinson’s. Tin openers and pans for the cooker if ever I manage to get one like.
Walked back to the hovel (Further than I thought) got in and put the kettle on and I got a call from another maintenance guy who said he wanted to take a look at the water problems in me bathroom. Well, I was meeting Steve from UK tomorrow, he’s coming at 1200hrs so he can take some of me bags ready filled with stuff to use at the new place to it. He’s also got someone to help me with getting stuff sorted that I need. Great encouragement that!
Mild Chilli-con-carne, sausages, roast potatoes and cooked beetroot with bread thins.
Followed by a mini cake and a pot of mandarins in jelly.
Rated it 8.2/10.
Very nice.
Then I faded!
Inchcock’s Welcome to his new Home ‘Pack’
Courtesy of Nottingham Homes.
I managed to finally get around to perusing the paperwork I was given in me ‘Welcome to your new home’ pack from the nice Nottingham City Homes people.
There were a few leaflets and pamphlets included in the pack like…
“We have awarded you 50 decorating gift points to spend in the catalogue given to you by the lettings officer.
Fine, I got three tins of paint and a steel tape measure ruler. courtesy of Steve from Age UK ordering it for me. I await its arrival and the pleasure of paying the Age UK Decorator the £189 to slap it on for me (Fair price though) – as I am incapable of doing this simple task nowadays due to me ailments like. Tsk! Most appreciated gesture.
Customer scorecard:
To be filled in with your response to the services provided on a 1>10 basis for each service. With stamped addressed envelope to return it in too!
How to get the most from your electric heating and hot water system:
A rather confusing leaflet with guidance on how to manipulate the controls – being as the controls on mine have worn away through age and use – it is no wonder I was a tad confused!
Ways to pay your rent at Nottingham City Homes:
Direct debit ticked from the list of seven ways to pay – with a Rent reference number, an Occupational Therapists telephone number? and a number to call the kind Council Tax people so they can charge me double tax one for this dump and one for the new dump. Bless them!
Immersion heating scalding – tenants deaths:
Kindly pointing out the danger signs of immersion failure to watch for:
Excessively hot water coming out of the hot taps – Excessive noise or bubbling from the hot water cylinder – Hot water coming from cold water taps – Cold water cistern splits emptying its contents through the ceiling of the room below. Thanks for that I thought.
General Health Safety and Security:
If you carry our any work without the written permission of the Nottingham City Homes we may insist you put it back the way it was, and carry out the work ourselves and charge you for it.
ID Cards:
Always ask workmen for identification.
Scaffolding:
Please do not work yourself from our scaffolding.
Condensation:
This is caused by damp air touching a cold surface.
You can reduce condensation by: Closing kitchen and bathroom doors to prevent steam from going into colder rooms – Open bathroom and bathroom windows when cooking or washing – Not using paraffin or liquid gas heaters and Not blocking air-vents. Well the bathroom I have has no window, and the vent in the kitchen is awaiting repair by Nottingham City Homes?
Gas and Carbon Monoxide:
If you smell gas… There is no gas connected to the block of flats?
Get a Carbon Monoxide monitor fitted in your home.
Protecting Your Home:
A full colour booklet – Common sense really.
Tenancy Agreement: 27 page A4 full colour booklet:
Unless you are transferring form a secure tenant, or an assured non-short-hold tenancy with a registered social landlord which has lasted for more than twelve months you will start as an ‘Introductory Probation Tenant’.
Your tenancy will last for one year, unless you were an assured short-hold tenant of a registered social landlord or an introductory tenant of another property immediately before commencing this tenancy. :
In the event of our taking action to extend or to end your tenancy you will usually have the opportunity to: Discuss matters with your housing patch manager or an officer from Nottingham City Homes Central Rents team.
A page about Reviewing decisions and where to appeal to.
Information for secure tenants.
As an Introductory Tenant you do not have the right to: Buy your home – sub-let part or all of your home – Take in a lodger or Apply to change your home.
Full rent includes:
Flat rent. Support charge. CCTV. Communal lighting. TV licence. Communal facilities. Care-taking. Reference number.
Your Rights as a Tenant – Sub-letting – Lodgers
Three A4 pages of confusing legal claptrap. As a
What you must do as a tenant:
Not applicable pages to me – I’m only a ‘Introductory Probation Tenant’
Smoking in your flat:
‘Smoking’ refers to smoking tobacco or anything which contains tobacco, or smoking any other substance. For your safety, always ensure any smoking materials are fully extinguished before leaving a room.
Smoking in communal areas, on grass, enclosed corridors, stairwells, lifts, entrance area is illegal and as such if prohibited.
Decorations and cleanliness:
You are responsible for keeping your home clean and in a hygienic condition. Free of refuse and to a reasonable standard of decoration.
If you fail we will enter your home t carry our necessary works and charge you the costs incurred.
Conduct on your home:
You or anyone residing in or visiting your home Must Not:
Take or abstract electricity from the mains illegally.
Tamper or damage electricity supplies, meters, smoke detectors or any other equipment.
Store or use inflammable or explosive liquids, gases or tools in your home.
Store motorbikes or mini motorbikes in your home or communal areas.
Run a business from your home.
Use your home or neighbourhood for any illegal activity.
Allow your home to become overcrowded by allowing others to live there.
Allow n accumulation of personal property in your home, that may obstruct an inspection by or on behalf of Nottingham City Homes, cause structural damage to the property or pose an environmental risk.
To do anything that causes a health risk and/or safety risk to yourself or others.
Well that covers anything and everything I think?
Antisocial behaviour, nuisance, harassment, racial harassment and domestic violence, drugs:
Three pages of what not to do. (I wish they had put illegal drugs though)
Pets, Extra Condition for Flat tenants:
You must use the rubbish chute or refuse bins provided for normal household waste.
Do not try to force large items down the chute or leave them in communal areas.
You must make proper arrangements to dispose of medical waste, needles, syringes or sanitary items.
You must not keep a dog or dogs.
You must keep balconies clean, free of obstructions and debris.
You must not cause nuisance, annoyance or disturb neighbours in any way.
You must not leave items in communal areas to your block or place items on your balcony.
You must not throw anything out of the windows or from your balcony.
You must not smoke in enclosed communal areas, stairwells, lifts or entrance areas.
You must not maliciously sett off or interfere with anything provided for your or any other parsons health and safety: including but not limited to smoke detectors, fire alarm systems, fir extinguishers, dry or wet risers, fire doors or door closers, emergency lighting, door entry or sprinkler systems.
Section on additional services you can pay for:
Furniture:
What the council may do if you break clauses 3.6 to 3.14:
Your right to live in your flat:
Termination:
If you breach any of the obligations set out in this tenancy agreement, the actions me may take includes, but is not limited to: sending you a warning letter, court action against you of which we will issue court proceedings to seek an order for you to pay the costs.
There was another five sections, and five more booklets… but I’m too weary now to bother… Tsk!
Oh, and a Direct Debit receipt.
Saturday 29th June 2015
I believe today’s Diary is indicative of how me life is at the moment!
Woke 0530hrs – put the water heater on – then took me medications and started this diary off.
Thought I’d better do it now as I didn’t know how the plans would go for the day.
Going to GP surgery at 0830hrs – in the hope that the nurse can do me INR test and redress me skin cancer wound early enough for me to get to BJ’s house and then up to Woodthorpe Court to meet with Steve Age UK for the Council Officials meeting about the flat.
Had a wash and brush up, and got missen ready for the days rather daunting tasks.
I noticed two posters on St John’s Church fencing as I passed it, for the Sherwood Art week (Last week). Too late for me now to go see the Burlington Jazz session – I’d have liked to see them too. Huh!
Arrived at the surgery spot on 0820hrs as suggested by the nurse for an 0830hrs rearranged INR session.
All locked up – the sign read surgery starts at 0850hrs!
I waited until they opened up and was first in the queue.
Got seen to by the new nurse Nicole who also took off me dressing from me wound. Left some nibbles for the staff and set off on me walk to Sherwood to call on BJ.
Lovely morning, I had a wander around and took some photographs while we waited for Steve from Age UK’s arrival. Steve phoned while I was taking the shots to confirm it was still on.
We found the lady representative of the Council. Her voice was loud but not clear and Steve had to keep answering my questions about what she said. Tsk!
Nice lady. I filled in many forms, bank details etc. and signed them.
BJ and Steve found things that needed attention – and she listed them to get them sorted. Brown water coming from the tap in bathroom, drawer front in kitchen hanging off, and a window needed replacing also in the kitchen – there were more, but I can’t remember them all now.
Steve said he would apply for the bath to be replaced with a level shower. The lady said this would take some months to get done – so Steve said he would make the application for me today.
Appaently I’m a ‘Probationary Tenant for the first Twelve months, Mmm?
Then I signed the contract and was given the entry swipe and keys to the flat.
Steve suggested I get a fridge freezer and cooker delivered first.
Having to dodge yet another Nottingham speeding dangerous Nottingham Pavement Cyclist as I approached the bus-stop.
Another Swine on wheels!
Luckily I had me free bus-pass with me.
I got into town with me mind racing about all the 
Then thought I’d try a few other afterwards to compare the prices and products yer see?
Well… what a farce come cock-up that was!
My first questions were can these two be delivered at the same time and how much would it be for delivery and fitting please.
“No problem with the delivery Sir, between 0800 and 1400hrs” on Friday (I thought he was going to fall asleep on me at this point). “The freezer is plug and go so no fitting needed, the cooker will cost you £20 for fitting and the delivery for both will be £20.”
Fair enough I thought. Gave him all the details he asked for, bank details address etc… then he said “It’s not letting me input this…” And called over to a colleague to ask if he knew why. He returned to me and told me the Fridge could be delivered Friday but the Cooker could not be delivered until Tuesday… I stopped the conversation here (Foolishly thinking another company could supply me both products at the same time – Huh!). I started to explain that this is not acceptable due to me many medical appointments that arise at short notice, so I can’t guarantee being in. Let’s forget it! (Sorry I said that now!)
Oh dear…
Even if they had got anything in I liked, I couldn’t have afforded the prices they were asking…Tsk!
I was amazed to see their prices were higher for cookers and fridges than anywhere I’d looked. Next day delivery would cost a good bit, delivery within 3 days or five days was cheaper. But with the upcoming appointments I have no chance of being at the new flat for delivery over a period of three or five days?
Oh, I do feel irritated with missen now.
Caught the bus back to Carrington, made a cuppa and did this diary.
Feeling a bit down now, despite getting the keys to the flat.
So tired again.
Very nice.
Rated this one 7.9/10.
But me eyes were too big fer me belly again.
Launderette in the morning.
I rang BJ to ask him if I could get some stuff, saucepans, kettle etc from Asda with him tomorrow and if he could lift it and some more stuff to the new place for me. He was too busy to talk – and I forgot to ring him back! Pillock!
Sunday 28th June 2015
Woke around 0400hrs, and noted bits of me last dream down to put in this diary later.
It was dark dank and damp this morning, but not cold with it.
Took a photo as I popped me head out of the door to see if any of the pigeons had come down for their breakfast like.
The noise in the distance was of emergency vehicle klaxon’s – sounded like there were a few of them nearby?
Had me cuppa and took me medications. The wound was stinging a bit this morning – the reminded me that I had to get the dressing off today, how I can get behind myself to reach the gigantic plaster I didn’t know like.
I think I’ll ask the GP nurse to remove it in the morning when I go for me INR Warfarin blood tests. Then she can check it out at the same time?
The rain is coming heavier now.
Got carried away with doing some graphics in Coreldraw and Corelpaint to use later.
Finished me “It’s Been a Funny Life – Part 4” off and posted it.
Then felt the warm wet glow from me little Inch location… oh dear… went up to the bathroom to check it out. Boy was it bleeding. Wot-a-mess! Took me ages to get it to stop, I was nearing the stage of calling for help when it slowed down – no wonder they can’t get me INR levels right is it? Huh! Must remember to get some more pads soon.
Made another cuppa, the last one went cold. Tsk!
Started this diary off. Then looked at me notes about the dream:
I was on a boat on the Thames and had a water-pistol that looked like a stun-gun and was trying to row near enough to the Houses of Parliament to squirt the water at it?
Suddenly there were loads of attacks on me from helicopters, a submarine appeared nearby and fired their deck gun at me, a hurricane fighter dived at me machine-gunning and firing rockets at me, divers appeared at the side of me boat with their guns out, an aircraft carrier appeared in the distance approaching me, snipers from the roof were firing at me… in the middle of all this an air-ambulance dropped down telling me that I’d missed an appointment at the clinic – the then started throwing loaded syringes at me?
None of the attacks hit me, they just bounced off the frogman’s suit I was wearing?
Norman Wisdom was suddenly at my side singing something or other, then led me down some steps under the boat… not sure what happened next, but I found myself in a giant cave with a stream running through it, with giant Centipedes, each playing several guitars at the same time?
I became aware that I was wearing me old TA denims.
Odd, even for me this one was…
Started doing some shredding and sorting.
Baked tatties with butter and Himalayan pink mountain salt, ham sandwich, bananas, and a mini-roll – followed my last tub of strawberry & vanilla ice-cream.
Rated it 7/10.
It’s been a Funny Old Life… Part 4
It started getting confusing, when I was born,
To mother I was unwanted, a bit of a thorn,
So she kept running off, not that it made me mourn,
I thought at first it was due to me, and felt forlorn,
Then the Police called to see her one morn,
Regarding a Christmas club funds being overdrawn,
But she’s gone hours earlier at the break of dawn!
~
The chase was on, thus her reputation did aggrandise,
They caught her 9 months later, and believed her lies!
Dad took her back in, even I saw that was not wise,
Things kept disappearing, before our very eyes,
She was repeatedly off again, someone else to victimise,
Everyone she conned liked her, hard to realise,
They just trusted her, and that was very unwise!
~
Many callers over the years wanting to know where she’d went,
Loan sharks after money they had foolishly lent,
Lawyers, Window cleaners, neighbours giving vent,
Bookmakers, grocers even cobblers where she had overspent,
All seeking recompense to some extent,
Disappointed and sad they were as they went!
~
When I was fourteen, I started work and earned some cash,
She was back in our midst, quick as a flash!
Of the massive £3.3s.3d a week I earned, not balderdash,
She only charged me £2 for board, I was taken abash!
Shame she nicked me clothes, LP’s and any spare cash!
It didn’t matter where I tried to hide me stash,
She always found it – and flogged it quick as a flash!
~
Finally, many years later, she was up before the beak,
Conning the judge and jury whenever she did speak,
She walked from court without giving a single pique,
A richer woman, new flat with rent paid every week,
No compensation to pay, Gas paid and benefits increased,
Went straight to the bookmakers tongue-in-cheek,
Bet on the second favourite, that won by a streak!
~
But despite all her misdemeanour’s, and folks she did screw,
Those she’s conned lent her more money, yours truly too!
Gave her furniture, money to pay for her electricity, it’s true,
Despite her utility bills being paid by benefits she did accrue!
Crime doesn’t pay? It did for one, I can tell you!
~
Yet fond memories remain of those bitter days,
Of Mother and her strange odd ways,
She was much loved by waifs and strays,
She’s give them 6d of her last shilling in many ways,
Just a shame the shilling was nicked… oh happy days!
Saturday 27th June 2015
Inchcock’s Plans are…
Woke around 0400hrs – convinced I’d had a jolly good dream ridden sleep – but no recollections at all?
Arose and made a cuppa and took me morning medications.
Finished off yesterdays diary and got it posted.
Took some rubbish out to the bin.
Fed the pigeons.
Then started in earnest to sort out the paperwork not needed and which of it needed shredding!
Stopped to have a cup of tea and take me midday medications – Turned out a bad idea – I fell asleep for hours!
Oh dear!
Rated this 8.1 on the Nosh-scale.
Got the right blend of basil and oregano in the tomatoes for once – quarter teaspoon of each.
Hope I don’t have any bother nodding off tonight.
See you later folks! Take care.