Titivated this humorous graphic. I might ask for Captions on this?
Wednesday 16th August 2017
Swahili: Jumatano Tarehe 16 Agosti 2017
Unfortunately, the night was disturbed on three occasions by calls to the Heavy Duty Porcelain Throne activities demands.
Woke and rose out of the £300 second-hand recliner around 0355hrs, and off for yet another Throne visit. Getting messy again, and today is the Tenants Reduced Price Meal Out day as well! Oh, dear. Still, mustn’t complain, the other ailments were treating me gently. Hehe!
Health Checks were done, and medications were taken.
Updated the diaries, then spent a long time creating some more TFZer graphics. Not sure what to call this series. I’ve tried to make each one about parachuting, sky diving, falling, jumping off of planes, etc. Not got half of them finished yet.
The computer on and started this one off, before finishing yesterday’s and getting it posted. WordPress, Emails checked. Facebook updated.
The Morrison man arrived with the fodder.
Got it all stored away. Once more the fridge and freezer are crammed full.
A wee-wee, and back on the graphicationalisationing.
Got the ablutions tended to, no cuts while shaving.
Readied things and as I was going out of the door, the telephone rang. It was one of the Tenants reminding me not to forget to catch the 1130hrs bus to the meal. Bless her!
The purple fencing put up by the builders, was all being changed into yellowish fences?
Walked down to the bus stop and the motley mixed gaggle of Windwood Flat’s tenants queuing there.
The gossip was rife about the changing of the fences on site.
- Some told me that the company doing the upgrade had been sacked and a new one was taking over.
- One even said that the (NCT) Nottingham City Council, were unhappy with the colours representing the UKIP logo and had insisted in a change of tone.
- George told me that the company had gone bankrupt.
- Obergruppenfurheress Warden Deana had told Lillie that it was just the company that had changed corporate colours.
We may never know. Hehe!
The bus arrived, and about seven of us oldies got on to go to Arnold and the Sprinters Restaurant. Many others were making their way in cars and taxis.
These new hearing aids are so good that I began to get a headache with hearing all the gossip going on in the bus. Hehe!
When we dropped off in Arnold, the others left me in their wake as they dashed to the Sprinters foodery. I caught up in the end. Haha!
Beef pie, gravy, peas and instant mash. Very nice. Although I did get a stonking headache then. I should have taken the hearing aids out, but I thought it would not be acceptable for others to see this happening at a meal table? The noise was horrendous, conversations limited to the person sat next to you. But most of the clan seemed to enjoy the meal, then rush off to get some alcohol to help it down. Bless em all!
I had to leave and get some quiet. The plan was to return later for a chinwag with the group. This did not happen.
I walked around a bit and popped into the Iceland store to see if they had any of the Cheesy Potato Pockets in stock
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They had, so I bought a packet. Very nice these are.
Checked the time, and it was close to the arrival of the L9 bus at 15 minutes past the hour. So I hastened as fast as the poor tortured feet would allow me to and was a few hundred yards away from the stop at 10 passed, and the flipping bus went by early… Tsk! This was not good and meant I had to either wait another hour for the next one or catch a bus going to Nottingham, drop off at Sherwood and either walk up the Winchester Hill or hobble the circuitous route through Woodthorpe Grange Park, back to the flats. Double Tsk!
There are several bus stops on Front Street, and I was unsure of which buses went where. None were there yet, so I had a wander into Asda and their clothing section.
Took this photograph to put on the TFZer site later on.
I mounted the first one to arrive with a City destination board, a number 87. It worked out well, I was soon in Sherwood, off the bus and walking over the hill down to the Park and up through it, back to the flat complex.
The limp home was most uncomfortable and painful on the old plates. I felt happy that Sue the foot lady will be calling on me next week.
But, it is my own fault for having that marathon hobble to town the other day. A fool I am!
I felt completely exhausted when I got in the flat, and still had a headache.
Did the Health Checks, medicationalisationing and took the drugs.
A visit to the Porcelain Throne produced a mammoth evacuation.
I was incapable of doing anything afterwards, so settled in the £300 second-hand recliner with the TV on and hoped, as I was feeling not too good, that sleep would come as usual. But no, oh no! Not even any nodding off for hours. I seemed to be content to watch the banal TV programmes with the odd visit for a wee-wee or Throne session breaking the boredom.
I do not know when I eventually nodded off, but woke up several times for a wee-wee before finally admitting defeat and getting up around 0300hrs.
A very unusual and uncomfortable day.
TTFN.
Made a brew and did the readings:
As I went down the steep hill into Sherwood, I spotted this spider up above some bushes. Tried a few times, well many photographicalisations were made, much time was taken in an attempt to get a clear closer shot of it, but failed miserably to get the camera to allow me to. Humph!
m in it. Huh!
And, what a couple of Whoopsiedangleplops when I got in and joined the long queue and opened the box with the hearing aids in it. First, they were not in it, they box was empty! And I could not have got anything seen to or repaired anyway because I’d also forgotten to take the Audio Clinic Record Book! Gnash! Fed-up, disgusted, frustrated and indignant with myself. Especially after all the effort time and pain, I went through to get to the clinic. I actually became bellicose with myself. Burk!
Gave her an extra nibble as I got off at the flats. I got some funny looks from the regulars in the queue to get on the bus. I bet they wondered where I’d been so early. Hehe!
Made a super nosh, but for some reason when it came to downloading the photograph of it, I could not find it in the camera? Only the secondary shot of the naughty fresh cream French Horn cakes from Tesco that I took at the same time at the side of the plate?
Walking down to Mansfield Road and I noticed this plant. (No idea what it is, maybe someone can help with this, please?).
through Ravenswood, the rain began to fall.
I walked down Muggers Tunnel (Brave, I know, even in the day time”).
ased-off, almost to a stop when I came out.
I took this photograph of a house I worked at when I was on Static Guarding. The client used to work for a large aero company as a director of some sort. In the woods to the right was his old house where he was still living at the time while he had the new one built. The new building, with tennis courts and an indoor swimming pool, cost him £2.2m, and that was many years ago. At night when he always came around to check on whichever guard was on duty and the house, he would bring his large overweight dog with him, a Labrador – the thing used to eat any food left lying about by the Officer or anyone else, including me! The man had absolutely no control over it. I wondered how he managed with his workers?
At the bench where the Pistachio nuts had been dropped with the cigarette nub-ends (They were still there), now an assortment of tiny and slim red peppers and some new nub ends had appeared.
A hundred yards further up the footpath, I stopped to take this photo of empty Smirnoff drink cans.
Cleaned the shoe.
Turned out a decent effort. 9.1/10 rating.
Health Checks Sys 142, Dia 77, Pulse 98, Temp 35.1 and weight 14.87. The pulse was a bit high, but all the others apart from the weight looked okay. Am I turning into an old Leviathan?
Took a break to make a mug of tea and took this photograph from the kitchen window. The wind was low and no signs of any rain, things were looking good enough for me to consider taking a walk into Sherwood later to investigate the options at the fresh cream cake shop? But the weight came into mind, so maybe not? Ahem!
Spent a long time doing this, determined to get it right this time and not to have any accifauxpas with the knives. The carrots had unfortunately gone off. But I did the parsnips, garden peas, red onions, leeks and yellow peppers, potatoes and tomatoes. Got them in the pot with a seasoning of lamb gravy, Polish herbs and balsamic vinegar. Fingers crossed that it comes out alright.
Did finish making the meal, though.
12th floor and got the Health Checks and medication taking done.
Sign on the wall said free lessons to learn cardboard face-making?
Finished off a TFZ graphic for the ‘Parachute Series’ I’m working on. A long way to go, but I enjoy doing them and trying to get a laugh and comment or two.
Back up to the apartment. The lift stopped at the 4th floor en route this time?
Had a look outside and spotted this car parked over the Keep Clear lettering on the road.
Facebooking next, during which I came across this.
I set out on the hobble into Sherwood, down Winchester Street Hill. The sky was beautiful, little wind, no rain and the sun shone occasionally.
This chap on the right here was eating some, what looked like a curry and sat silently dining, with coins on his blanket as what few people there were about, passed him by. He had a well-trimmed beard, clean clothes and had manicured looking finger nails. I was not sure enough that he was a genuine in-need case, so I didn’t donate any money, and felt guilty afterwards.
Did a bit of window shopping.
Into the park and at the second seating bench saw dozens of Pistachio nut shells and eight cigarette nub ends lay scattered around. Tsk!
I suppose this sort of naughtiness has been going on for ever. Somehow it seems worse after the Nottingham City Council had not long replaced the bench with a new one?
Spotted these fungi on a chopped down tree stump. Wondered if it was edible?
Walking along the edge of the trees, I noticed a butterfly or moth on some wild yellow flowers. Beautiful!
0300hrs: Woke up trying to recall the dreams without any luck again.
Made a brew, carried out the Health Checks and took the medications.
Later, I hope to see someone to help me with contacting the 3 company, either Warden Obergefreiteress Julie or Wardeness Obergruppenfurheress Deana, to ring them for me again! It’s been four months and four payment demands from them in a row from them since I changed banks. Despite being told I want to end the contract, they still command amounts of their money.
in the beautiful weather to find it empty.
Obergruppenfurheress Deana was in and assisting another tenant with something.
Made my way to the bus stop, in the warm sunshine.
Towering over me high up above, the blackberries that had not been got at yet.
On the bus and as it got to Bestwood, part of the ‘Diversion Route’ due to the roadworks, we came to a halt.
The entrance door mechanicals or electrics were playing up again and only opening a few inches.
So, I had to eat nearly all of the bag of purple chips with the meal. I threw some away.
I saw that the notice board had been cleaned up somewhat.
proving that the rain had stopped at last. Hehe! And, there were two free car parking spaces available.
not remove any materials from the ceilings in this area’ signs from the builders had appeared.
As I got out of the elevator, into the barren sparse looking communal area, I decided to have a good look at the roof to see if I could see anything that might be worth removing by anyone.
Surely the emulsion painted old pipework was not being swiped? Would we have known about that?
0610hrs: Flatulent Frank is still with me, and seems to be getting a bit more volatile as time passes.
left early to go into Sherwood to use the £1 off voucher at the Co-op store.
Hobbled down into Sherwood and went to the Polish Food Shop. Got a loaf of the Lithuanian recipe Sweet Sourdough sliced brown bread. Walked up the hill and to the Co-op. Where I got some raffle prizes, kitchen towels on offer, apples and bananas. Used the £1 off voucher.
Smoked mackerel, tomatoes with balsamic vinegar, mushrooms, onion bhaji and a slice or two of the sweet sourdough bread, followed by a plain yoghourt with Maple Syrup added to it.
Back in the recliner. Notwithstanding the mind rattling away about all and nothing, I drifted off and seemed to wake a few seconds later. I’d had a dream, something about me being underground in the tunnel with a torch and water was slowly filling up the channel, then it gushed in, and I was drowned, but happy about it?
Nipped out on the balcony while the rain had relented a bit, and took this photographicalisation. A free unused car parking space was spotted down below.
I just hope the rain is not too bad, but it looks set in at the moment. Tsk!
Ablutions tended to, I changed into the togs and made sure the brolly and cap were in the bag.
As I wandered along, the rain stopped.
much later to the flat to transfer all the pictures to the computer, this one was not on the SHD card?
As I limped along, whistling to myself and perusing the scenery over the tennis courts, what did I see?
fencing along the road? Fly tipping they call it.
Seconds later, this Nottingham Pavement Cyclist (Git!) nearly had me over then. Tsk!
In the next few hundred yards or so, I got two shots of Nottingham Nurture, and both animals posed and gave me time to take the photographicalisations of them.
No dizzies at all yet, doing well.
Hucknall Road, and called in the GUM Clinic.
Well, that went well and speedily. The Obergruppenfurher receptionist was not in sight when I departed, just as well perhaps.
Thanked her and gave her a bag of nibbles to share with the other girls, and out to see if I would be lucky again and catch a 40 bus just nearby to the clinic.
As I walked down towards Hucknall Road to catch another bus, I kept hearing a right loud double clanging noise?
Even the bus came within seconds of my arriving at the stop? Worrying innit, all this good luck?
And took a picture of the beach and fountains. The rain had kept off, and a few people had ventured onto the beach.
were apparently quite happy to get soaked. Hehe!
Into the room explained things and he had cleaned the hearing aid and given me another thingamajig to take home with me within ten minutes. Thanked him and poddled out of the store, only to have to dodge another Nottingham Pavement Cyclist.
Humph.
enjoyed the hobble around, and the rain still kept off!
Got on the bus at the same time as Horace and his Carer.
recall musing over a dream I’d been having and must have scribbled this note, I found later.
Somehow, I remembered to clean the hearing aids after forgetting to do so every day since I had them. Unfortunately, I could not find the brush and screwdriver things needed to do these aids. Plenty to hand, that would do the old type ones, though. Humph!
Checks instead. Sys 159, Dia 73, Pulse 84, Temp 33.8, Weight 14.89 (Ahem!)
The looking very wet Morrison delivery chap arrived with the fodder. He carried into the kitchen for me, nice that.
Took out the veg to use today and got the rest into the fridge drawer. The carrots and swedes I bought already diced.
and yellow peppers and got them into the Crock-Pot, adding just a little water. Added a jar of cheap black bean sauce and put some mini tomatoes in and sprinkled some of the Polish mixed seasonings into the mix and stirred it all well.
Finding it hard work doing the blog now, after a visit or two from Craig Cramps. But still, it could always be worse.
Moments later a Police Officer arrived with his wet umbrella. He tried the intercom but obviously whoever he wanted was not in and he poddle off shortly.
I started this one off, the Porcelain Throne had to be attended!
When I had washed and made another brew, my next door neighbour Stew arrived with his grandkids in tow. He had a bit of bother finding them when two disappeared out of doors, he cunningly put the other two inside and went to retrieve the remainder from outside in the rain. I think they keep him feeling young, you know.
Had a go on Facebook next. Then onto WordPress reading.
Computer turned off and concentrated on trying to get the meal right.
Out of the £300 second-hand recliner and into wet-room to utilise the Porcelain Throne. Which went extremely well. No bleeding now, from Little Inchy or Haemorrhoid Harold at all. Although, I had to smile when the toilet block I added to the cistern yesterday, bubbled right up to the rim when I pressed the flush lever. It was still present after I’d nipped and got the camera to take this shot. I think I might have put two blocks in by mistake? Hehe!
Made a strong mug of Yorkshire Tea, did the Health Checks and took the medications as I started the computer.
Took a break and popped out on the balcony to take these shots.
Mentioning nightmare reminded me to have a look at the dream notes on the pad.
The City Centre was a mass of traffic. So many works were taking place everywhere.
Traffic lights out at the corner of Milton Street and Upper Parliament Street with temporary lights, for sewerage work. With no stop/go lights for pedestrians. (Fair enough, the Nottingham populace ignore them anyway).
works, showing the new buses. Click this link to see the mess: 
To the City Centre and the beach entertainments, the atmosphere was one of tension and discontentment.
Walked through and down Exchange Walk to St John’s Church.
I hobbled on down and through to the Broad Marsh Car Park (As was, it is closed now, creating more traffic problems) and along Carrington Street to the Canal.
Feeling a bit depressed myself now, I hobbled back to the Slab Square.
Huh!)
bit of it, and I do miss my now barred Brassica.
mostly seriously stern-faced Nottingham citizenry en route. Made my way to the bus stop on Queen Street. Where this young lady on her mobility scooter on her mobile phone, came out of the Post Office and down Queen Street, actually hitting my shopping bag as concentrated on her conversation, bless her!
Took this photo at the top of the street while waiting for the bus.
There were new temporary lights on the route back to the flats on a housing estate in Mapperley. Tsk!
Back at the Winwood Flats, the weather was all right still, and again I was last in the race back to the apartments.
The meal, an easy one to prepare, and at last, it turned out a decent one.
0600hrs: Woke to find the TV remote still laying on my generously padded with flesh stomach, and arose from the £300 second-hand recliner in need of the Porcelain Throne. The right arm seemed to have gained a different texture during the night? Hehe!
Another good start to the day here.The only ailments bothering me were Hippy Hilda and Arthur Itis. Even Haemorrhoid Harold and Little Inchy were both free of blood. The three little stab wounds in the left hand
1200hrs: Got the black bean sauce in the saucepan and added onions, peppers, garden peas and mushrooms. Warmed it through and got the Quorn minced beef added, and stood over it stirring it often.
It looked good, smelt good and tasted utterly repulsive, disgusting and awful!
Washed up the pots and things, and getting into the jammies, I thought it might be a good idea to pop into the spare room to fetch some bleach stored in there, and scrape my chin on the storage box edge. Fall forwards and grab the nearest thing to stop the fall onto the brolly I’d left open to dry the other day and got entangled in it. Thus, ending its short but useful life. Hahaha! Luckily it was the cheap Pound Shop one.