Inchcock Today: Sunday 23rd July 2017 – Not well, our inchy today. Tsk!

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Sunday 23rd July 2017

Afrikaans: Sondag 23 Julie 2017

0420hrs: Woke, rather pleased there were no signs of crumbs, nibbles or any nibbling having taken place on the chair or my wobbly body in my sleep this time. But the mind soon went AWOL on me. What day is it? Why are the remote controls for the DVD and TV laying with the cup I had the orange juice in on the carpet feet away? How did I get the lump on top of my head? Does it matter?

A good few minutes were spent trying to sort out what I was actually trying to work out! I felt alright mentally at the losing of my thought trends and going off on multiple-tangents, threads and unrelated concerns?

Soon, Dizzy Dennis and Shaking Shaun joined with this new confusion and lack of concentration in attacking my poor logicality and brain. Blimey, did I say that? Hehe! And I had not got out of the £300 second-hand recliner yet?.

When I did move physically to free my overweight bouncy body from the recliner, a warm wet sensation from the rear quarters guided me in the direction of the Porcelain Throne, with some haste and in trepidation.

Got in and inspected the problem; Oh, dearie me. Little Inchies lesion was bleeding as well as Haemorrhoid Harold. Most disappointing about Little Inchy that has not suffered like this for months now and suddenly starts again! Hope this will not stop the planned surgery for August. Getting depressed and pitiable moroseness with every thing now.

Cleaned things up and applied the Daktacort, Haemocane directly and Germolene on the outside. Washed me and the surfaces and had a heavy duty session on the Throne that thankfully, did not make things any worse.

Into the kitchen then spare-room and took these photographs from the windows.

Dizzy Dennis in attendance still.

But feeling alright physically, I set about doing the new pill boxes in readiness for next week.

Health Checks carried out: Sys: 178, Dia: 75, Pulse: 91, Temp 35.6 and the weight I’m afraid, the second highest of the year at 14.82… Grumph!

Finished off the Saturday Diary and got it posted.

Email checks and WordPress reading followed. The concentration was not right.

Another visit needed, and I checked on Little Inchy and Haemorrhoid Harold, no new bleeding. Phew!

Went to take the medications and make a brew of tea. The skies had changed as the day dawned.

Anne Gyna kicked off as I bent down to retrieve a dropped tea bag from the kitchen floor.

So I took an extra Codeine 60g and felt guilty when I returned the packet to the drawer of medications and the state of it!

But I didn’t feel confident that I would do anything about it while I felt so pessimistic, sorry for myself and depressed with things at the moment. I was right, Tsk!

Got the hearing aids in and dropped a battery as I did so. Not seen it since!

Made a start on this diary.

Had a bash on Facebook, think I might be cheering up a bit now?

A few hours doing work on the TFZer graphic.

Sister Jane rang, it seems that Brother-in-law Pete has been feeling poorly too. Ah well, hope he’s alright. He sounded it, but you never know? I’ll ring him them later. His illness made Jane so tired looking after him. May have two to worry about.

Got the oven warmed up ready for the vegetable Lasagne and chips to go in later when it warms sufficiently.

The rumbling innards have now joined in the ‘Let’s make Inchcock feel even poorlier’ attack, with the other ailments. Hehe!

Hard work doing the graphicalisationing today, but proudly I got it finished, saved and posted to the TFZ site and their Facebook album.

Did some Facebooking while it cooked, then had a look at the TV magazine to see what is on for me to fall asleep trying to watch. Haha!

Got the fodder served up.

Vegetable lasagne, oven chips, garden peas. Chinese mushrooms, wild mushrooms, apple and continental brown bread.

Fell asleep eating it!

Cleared the gone-cold mess up off of me and the £300 second-hand recliner, and washed the pots.

Settled again to not watch some TV, cause I nodded off again on the first set of commercials that came on. Tsk!

Woke around midnight. Oddly feeling a lot better?

Inchcock Today: Saturday 22nd July 2017

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Saturday 22nd July 2017

Finnish: Lauantai 22. Heinäkuuta 2017

0400hrs: Stirred into life, found myself all distorted, half in-half out of the £300 second-hand recliner. The meals tray on the seat next to me from last night, the TV remote laying on my oversized belly, the headphones still on and one foot wrapped up tight and neatly around the throw that usually stays on the Ottoman? As I disentangled the throw from the foot, it made me jump a bit, cause the whole foot was blood red in colour. It soon turned to the usual grey/white with protruding blue veins and warped, bruised toes. This is not the limbs natural colouring.

I got on the recliner to get the slippers on and found I’d sat on the mobile phone. It still works though. (Phew).

Had a wee-wee.

0415hrs: Sudden decision to get the washing done. Don’t have a lot of it to do, but thought better do it now, for the EQ informed me of Accifauxpas and or Whoopsiedangleplops were developing for an attack shortly! (It’s never wrong, you know!)

Assembled the washing things and down to the laundry room.

Took the camera with me to take a photograph of outside with the rain glistening.

Noticed the new signs on the board and took a picture of them instead.

The top one, the Door Mats for Sale handwritten one, I laughed out loud when I saw it! Wish I’d thought of doing that. Hehe!

The second one, from Obergefrieter Jenny about the moving of the bus stop even further from our Court, and why, due to the accident.

Finally, one about someone parking across two car spaces. It might be someone using a wheelchair who needs extra space to get in and out of the vehicle? Though I don’t know of anyone that I’ve seen with one.

Or, of course, one of the many alcoholics who struggle to park their car? Haha!

Into the laundry room and realised I had not taken the liquid soap capsules with me, Tsk! Back up to collect them, down again and got the washer going.

Up again to the apartment and took a photo of the morning view from there. Odd cloud formations?

To the Porcelain Throne, no bother. Did the Health Checks and took the medications: Sys 158, Dia 76, Pulse93, Temperature 34.6 & Weight 14.75 – not bad?

0530hrs: Down yet again to the laundry room.

Swapped the clothing from the washing machine into the dryer.

Took a photograph I meant to earlier of the glistening rain covered area outside the flats.

Back to the apartment, had a wee-wee and got the computer going to start finishing off the Friday diary. Refilled the pots ready for the next laundry session. Back to the Porcelain Throne, and oh boy, was Haemorrhoid Harold bleeding! Had to use the antiseptic to stop the flow – Sting? It stung! Hehehe!

0555hrs: Down once more to the laundry room.

Took this picture of outside the foyer doors, getting lighter now, still drizzling with rain.

Got the clothes out of the dryer and folded and put in the bag.

Hit my head on the spinner’s door. Tsk!

Cleaned both machines and filters.

Thought I heard a noise, something like glass breaking for a moment. Had a look around outside and up at the flat windows, but could see nothing untoward.

Back up yet again to the home. Had a wee-wee. Checked out Haemorrhoid Harold, still leaking, but far less now. Cleaned things up again. Got the

Got the airing cupboard filled with the washed clothing.

As I got the last of the Anya potatoes into the Slow-Crock-Pot.

Things were looking brighter outside now. Still the odd cloud formations, though, but a lot brighter.

The Copse looking so beautiful, too.

Got the diary finished and started this one off.

Did some WordPress reading, checked Emails. 2 hours.

Went on Facebooking. 2 hours.

Doing some catch-up prep work on CorelDraw 2017 (1½ hours) when Dizzy Dennis, Shaking Steven and Duodenal Donald all came on at the same time. Impossible to concentrate.

Did the Health Checks, took the medication and got the fodder served up.

6Sat23

Disappointment with the apple. Tsk!

Settled down to watch TV in between nod-offs.

Inchcock Today – Friday 21st July 2017

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Friday 21st July 2017

Bulgarian: Петък 21-ви юли, 2017

0500hrs: I woke up and lay there in a ruminative mood, pondering over the missing ailments and pains this morning. Very odd this, my EQ was telling me that something was in the wind of a medical nature on the way?

On the plus side, missing from action at this moment are, Anne Gyna, Arthur Itis, Duodenal Donald, Craig Cramps, Shaking Shaun, Reflux Roger and Harry Hernia! This, I found unnaturally discerning, unsettling and oddly perturbing. At least Haemorrhoid Harold and Dizzy Dennis were both in attendance. Hehe!

This reminded me of the visit from the District Nurse today. Enoxaparin injections time again.

I passed some wind and extracted myself from the crumb covered £300 second-hand recliner, making a mess on the carpet and Ottoman as I did so. A closer inspection of the suspicious particles of food as I got them cleared up, revealed they were from Marmite Crispbread? I cannot remember eating any of these… although as I pondered on this, a faint flavour of Marmite came from the back of the throat. Hehe!

Took the stuff into the bins in the kitchen, and found a tell-tale sign of my overnight crime. Guilty, Tsk!

Eventually, I got to the Porcelain Throne, and things went moderately well with that.

A bit of bleeding and stinging from the rear.

Haemorrhoid Harold and Dizzy Dennis both put in an appearance at the same time.

Dennis was a bit persistent, but he eased off later.

Got the kettle on the boil and did the Health Checks: Sys159, Dia77, Pul91, Temp 31.2 and weight 14.7, no hassle here?

Made a mug of tea and took the morning medications. Still a modicum of concern as to why the other ailments have not been in attendance yet? Uncomfortable sensation this, I can tell you. Haha!

I opened the kitchen window to take this shot of the beautiful Copse and lower field.

Very windy now compared to earlier.

The mind was a bit unintelligible even to me. I kept veering from one thought about ailments lets say, then what time would the nurse be arriving, it is only a booster so she could call at any time, so I’m stuck indoors again until she does. Feeling guilty, because I forgot to phone Sister Jane yesterday, Little Inchy was becoming sore. Then to what fodder I was going to have?

Thoughts all over the place and coming rapidly? Am I going bonkers? No, I think I’m there already. Hehehe!

Took a peek at the three vegetarian meals I’d got on offer from Sainsbury’s yesterday, and opted for the Cottage Pie to have today. But with how my brain was at that moment, anything could change. Craig Cramps and Arthur Itis visited as I did so. Reassuring in a way this, but I do not know why for sure?

Got the computer on and finalised the Thursday diary and got it posted off.

Started this one going up to here, then checked the Emails. Then did some WordPress reading.

Heard some odd noises, so I had a look out of the kitchen window. Sadly, it was the workmen removing the soil from where they have dug up the Chestnut Trees!

Had a wee-wee.

One Email from Coopers offered a discount voucher worth £10 if I made an order over £40 by tonight. Had a decker at the page and put one in. Fool!

Went of Facebooking for a few hours.

No sign of the nurse yet, so I had a wee-wee, made a mug of tea and went on CorelDraw 2017 to work on the graphics to use later on a TFZer series.

The nurse arrived all of a flutter, injections done, paperwork done and off again, all within the space of a few minutes. Busy gal. A lovely bruise where she rushed the job, but no pain or bother.

Did the ablutions and got ready for a hobble into Sherwood to get some bread and a bit of exercise.

5Fri06On Winchester Street Hill, it looks as if the recent rain had brought on the blackberries nicely.

Down and into Sherwood, where I made a bit of a faux-pa at the bank. The sunshine was dazzling and hard to read the screen on the money machines, and I noticed what I thought was another one in the bank. I’ll use that one, I thought.

Went in, put my card in and suddenly realised that the machine was for deposits only! Der! I had to ask a chap if he could retrieve the card for me. Totally embarrassed, I burbled some rubbish about my going to put money in and realised I’d forgot to bring the cash with me. Red face developed! Luckily the man sorted it for me and got it back from the machine. I did feel a right fool!

Out and got some money from the machine and walked over and up to the Continental shop. Jar of Chinese mushrooms, sliced pork, small sliced loaf and cheese & mushroom portions purchased.

Up the hill towards the bus stop and called in the Co-op store and got some small bananas. Then further up and into the Nottingham Hospice Charity shop, donated the old coins to them. Apparently, they must worth a fair bit, cause they made a fuss of me for the first time ever.

To the bus stop and Frank arrived as I was doing the crossword book. He seemed a little uptight and not like his usual self. His other-half sent him, Obergrefreiteress Jenny, to fetch a new computer and was returning it to her. He was probably, a bag of nerves in case he’d got something wrong?

As I hobbled along Chestnut Walk passing the works, after getting off the bus, I cheekily asked a workman if he would loosen the lid on the mushrooms for me. He struggled a bit but did it for me bless him.

Into the lift and up to the flat, had a wee-wee and put the fodder away.

Got the food on the cook and did the Health Checks and took the medications with the meal.

The vegetarian Shepherds pie was sprinkled with cheese on top and put in the oven with some potato letters (Waffles).

Got a few burnt finger edges taking the tray out of the oven.

Added beetroots, garden peas, Chinese mushrooms and tomatoes and soon I had devoured it with much relish and delight to the taste-buds.

Excellent flavour from the Shepherds pie.

Got the TV on and fell asleep with the empty tray still on the chair next to the recliner.

Woke after about an hour and thought it was morning at first.

Off to visit the Porcelain Throne, Haemorrhoid Harold was playing up badly, but very little bleeding.

Nibbled some Lemon Wafers… well, I ate them all. (Guilt!)

Nodded off again, plate still laying there on the other chair. Had a dream, something about my designing a necklace in gold and emeralds and a lady very pleased with efforts, I think she offered me a job, I was very happy… that’s all I recall.

TTFN each.

Inchcock Today – Thursday 20th July 2017: Tenants Social Hour Day

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Thursday 20th July 2017

Zulu: ULwesine 20 Julayi 2017

0455hrs: Out of the £300 second-hand recliner, desperately thirsty for some reason, kettle on, made a brew and got the Health Checks done.

To the Porcelain Throne, things went well in this department. The ailments had calmed down, even the rumbling grumbling stomach had eased off since last night. Good!

Took the medications and got on the computer and did a bit of work to finish off some things I was doing on the import, converting and doctoring of graphics to use later, on CorelDraw for the next TFZ series.

Went to make a brew again, and found the wet weather forecast for yesterday, had arrived late. Hehe! The first photograph was taken through the opened window, the second after I’d closed it.

Looking a little glum, but I don’t think it will last long. The clouds on the horizon seemed to be moving east at a fast pace. (We’ll see, Hehe!)

Got the Wednesday diary finished and posted off.

Checked Emails and WordPress reading.

Facebooked. Had to cut this short to get the abalutionisationalistical duties done in time for setting off for the Winwood Tenant’s Social Hour.

Teggies done, shaved, rear-end cleaned up ready for medicating after the shower, Little Inchy the same, and under the shower.  Then I noticed some spatterings of blood on the shower floor – Oh dearie me, I thought. Came out and looked for shaving cuts in the mirror and dabbed the neck with a paper towel to see if any blood was thereabouts, but nothing found.

Checked over Little Inchy nervously, cause if any lesion bleeding this would stop the operation for August – none identified.

Puzzled I investigated various parts of the flabby-body, but could not see any bleeding, but blood was still appearing on the floor?

Checked the rear-end and the condition of Harry Haemorrhoid, no blood?

Then noticed a few splashes on my over-abundant belly? Checked the teggies and gums, no bleeding?

Then, and very oddly, I realised it was coming from my right nostril, but why did I not see this when I first looked in the mirror? Poked some rolled up kitchen towel up and removed it, not much blood now, but I could not see any lesions or bleeding up the inside of the nose? It stopped on its own. Mystified, now.

I’ll keep an eye on it. (I don’t mean I’ll take my eye out and stick it up inside my nose! Hehe!)

The rain that I thought would stop some hours ago had not done so. I made sure the brolly was in the bag with the nibbles and raffle prizes… oh, and the pill-towels.

I could not find the new storm-proof parasol that I thought I had left open and drying in the spare room? Set off to the foyer, got the umbrella open and took a hobble out into the rain.

Set off to the foyer, with the old, delicate in the wind Pound-Shop umbrella and took a hobble out into the rain, along to the New Temporary Windwood Centre Community and Obergruppenfurheresses Porta-Kabin.

Twas wet and windier than ever now. Some moaning heard from one or two on the way to the  Winwood Tenants Social Hour, New Temporary Winwood Tenants (Porta-Kabin) Shed. The gals were not happy with having such a long walk to get to the bus stop now things have changed.

Not many folk in the place this morning, understandably with the weather conditions.

Untergefreiteress Penny was in good form.She explained that where the new temporary bus was for both flats had been relocated was to be abandoned due to an accident when a lady fell getting off of the bus and ended up being hospitalised, poor thing. The bus could get near enough to the kerb and had to leave a gap, where the lady fell. The accident caused a few chinwags. As it is now even further to walk to get to the bus stop that has no seats or shelter. You can imagine with the wind and rain today; they were not happy! Hehe!

BJ came. A gossip or two was enjoyed.

As I left and went to the bus stop to catch the bus into Arnold, I took this photograph on Chestnut Walk from under the brolly. The first one to the left shows how far the walk is now, our flats are out of sight from the bus stop. The second one is of the woods opposite the stop, now mostly site-work and offices.

The bus arrived, and I was whisked off by the sweet lady driver, to Arnold and the Sainsbury Store. They had some vegetarian ready meals on offer. I purchased a cottage pie, lasagne and some minced beef. Some Anya potatoes, wholemeal flatbreads, Marmite flatbreads and lemon yoghourts.

Out into the rain and I pondered a while on whether I should have a walk to Front Street and Asda. But the bus was due, and there are not many of them that take me right back to the flats, also, hobbling in the wet rain didn’t appeal to me. Hehe!

So I crossed over and caught the bus back. It was busy. I assumed this was due to the rotten weather.

As I sat there with one bag on the floor and the other on my knees, the brolly that I’d squashed between the window and my leg, soon wet the trousers badly. Huh! Fool!

When the bus arrived in Sherwood, eight or nine folks got off there, and about the same amount got on.

Roy, from the 14th floor one of them. I’ll get these photographs printed and give them to his pretty-better-half for a laugh later.

We got off at the new temporary bus stop and started the long walk (Well, it seemed it to me) along Chestnut Walk back to the flats.

The rain had eased a bit.

Roy and the other lady shot off at a pace I could not match. Shame, I’d have liked another chinwag. Half-way along they stopped to talk to some builders, and I caught up with them, said ‘Good afternoon’ each… I was ignored, so I carried on. (Assuming they had not heard me). They soon overtook me again as we approached the foyer. When I caught up with them at the lift, they did not hold it for me to get in either. Have I upset them?

Waited a while for the other lift, and got in and to the wet room for a wee-wee, no time to pick up the letter that had been delivered on the floor.

Then I put the fodder away and retrieved the mail.

It was from Nottingham City Homes. This reminded me of the doormat threatening letter I got yesterday.

I popped out into the outside hallway to see if the other tenants had remembered to remove theirs from the communal area, to eliminate 05Thu12the written threat and possibility of losing their £100 Good Tenant Status. Being charged for the Nottingham City Homes, to forcibly remove them and charge them for this. Also, being put on the watch-list by them too.

A caring understanding lot, our landlords, are! Just the people we need to look after old nervous folk with Alzheimer’s and no relatives to care for them. Who’s going to get the carpet cleaned now? They will probably hire us a Hoover carpet cleaner for a reasonable rate and take away out Good Tenant Award if we do not empty the bag before returning it.

Got this updated to this point, then got the meal checked out for readiness.

All done, so I got it dished out. This, took me ages as Arthur Itis, and Craig Cramps both decided to visit my hands and fingers at the same time. Tsk!

Belly pork, tomatoes, beetroots, garden peas, Chinese mushrooms (Last of them, all gone now), an apple and the Anya potatoes.

Notwithstanding the bothersome ailments, I refused to acquiesce to their attempts at preventing me from eating the meal in comfort and no pain.

Took the evening medications with another Codeine tablet and enjoyed the meal despite that fact that it had gone a little cold by then. Although I felt just a tad brusque with things, I must admit.

The new hearing aids worked well today, and my thoughts that the rain may intrude into the ear-holes proved a negative perception. All was fine. I like them. But I’ll give it time before I extol the virtues of these expensive things, cause if life and experience have taught me anything at all, it is probably “Something will always go wrong, just when I least expect it! Haha!

The usual performance again tonight, TV on, nod-off, wake, nod-off, have a wee-wee, stub the toe, head down, wake and drop the remote control off of my stomach onto the floor… Tsk!

Inchcock Today – Wednesday 19th July 2017: Indoors again, Tsk!

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Wednesday 19th July 2017

Sesotho: Laboraro la 19 July 2017

0400hrs: Much waking up overnight, kept going back to a similar dream from when I had the shop, all doom and gloom with re-lived spectacular failures.

Up for a wee-wee. Made the tea. Health Checks the next priority. (Thought I’d start with some poetry, Hehe!)

Sys 160, Dia 78, Pulse 91, Temp’ 31.8f and Weight 14.82; Not bad at all?

Checked on the web. Looks like rain, to say the least.

3Wed02

0600hrs: It’s all dry outside at the moment, Although looking somewhat threatening all the same. The wind is getting up too.

Started to write this diary up to here, then to finished off yesterdays.

Boy, then did the ailments all kick-off together? After such a good day yesterday, they were back with a vengeance.

Within about 20 minutes, more arrived. Not many of them missed me. It started with the Rumbling Grumbling Innards, suddenly from nowhere attacking. The other infirmities had obviously got jealous. Hehe! Duodenal Donald (The worst of them all this morning), Reflux Roger and Anne Gyna joined them then.

I knew something like this would happen. After such an easy pain-wise day, the EQ told me I would suffer later. Humph!

Checked and responded to the Emails and did some WordPress reading.

CorelDraw opened, and a new TFZer graphic started off.

3Wed040841hrs: Had a wee-wee and nipped out on the balcony to take a photograph.

The new camera has a lens that’s too large to stick through the bird netting square.

It was beginning to look a bit more likely for some rain to come now.

Back to the graphicalisationing. The most 3Wed05difficult part of doing the work can be the preparation. Searching for png file that you like and want to use, downloading it, doctoring and saving it converted into CPT format, then deleting the original png file. Takes ages to do just one, and I am looking for 20 or more. Still, nice when they are done properly and can be used later.

Hours later the towels arrived from Amazon, and I got a double sided letter through the door.

I assume this to be the one in the communal passageway to the three flats. (Bottom)

I hope it is anyway, but the other two tenants still have theirs outside the doors?I could lose my £100 Good Tenants Reward.If

I could lose my £100 Good Tenants Reward.

If I do not remove it in 24hrs, she says she’ll be returning to check, they will remove it and maybe charge me for doing so.

I cannot see anything about doormats on the list of rules on the back of the page. Must be included in another word in there.

Bit worried now.

All to do with Fire Precautions.

All of the flats I’ve seen have one outside their door, and this one was left by Margaret, the previous tenant.

Feeling down, depressed and a little rattled by this. Surely, the woman could have just put a note on the board and told us more clearly face to face, and use threats if we then failed after having it explained to us? Anyway, I’ve moved it indoors now. So in the event of fire; If I do trip over it, this will be inside the door instead of outside the door. Humph!

I have no problem with the actions demanded, just the way they were intoned.

2017-07-19 11.32.29Got the dinner on and opened the packet with the towels in that had arrived.

Of course, one of the packets had split open, and I had the pills of towels all over the place. Tsk!

The 100 pills paid for in the split bag, added up to 94. Unless there are more, I cannot find from when they scattered on opening?

Getting niggly am I now!

3Wed06

Did more prep work for the next TFZer graphic series.

The fodder was ready to be served up, it took so long with the fingers playing-up, that it was cold by the time I’d got it served up. So I popped it back into the oven, luckily I’d had to use the pot dish to contain the extra gravy, and got it warmed through a bit before consuming it.

Beef pie, beef and gravy (canned), garden peas boiled potatoes, made and added some caramelised onion gravy and sliced some beetroot to have with it. Excellent results despite the rewarming being needed.

01M001a

Did the Health Checks. And guess what?

A Whoopsedangleplop! with the pain-gel. It’s hard to believe, I know, me having an Accifauxpa isn’t it? The tube tip split as I was applying it to the knees, and shot a jet of it straight into one of my slippers. Missed everything else, just in the footwear.

It’s a comfort to know that despite the slipper having to be thrown away, it didn’t die in pain. Hahaha!

I forgot to record the readings of the checks, so did them again after consuming the fodder. Looked alright, but maybe the temperature was a little low at 28.8f – Then again, surely being too high is the thing to fret about?

Trying to watch the TV when I settled down, was even more ridiculous than usual. Why I bothered trying to watch anything confused even me. A minute awake, ten asleep, two awake, five asleep, fifteen asleep, five awake… on and on it went like this, with me stubbornly determined to try and stay awake to watch things I had no interest in seeing?

Humph! TTFN.

By the way, no rain came at all today.

Inchcock Today: Tuesday 18th July 2017 – Busy one again, but the ailments were kind to me

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Tuesday 18th July 2017

French: Mardi 18 Juillet 2017

0400hrs: Woke up remembering all the appointments for the day… well, alright then. I saw the note I’d left myself hanging over the TV screen, then I remembered. Hehe!

Off to the Throne for a heavy duty session. A satisfyingly hassle free event.

Did the sample for the CDH tests later with (I hope, Nurse Nichole) at the surgery and carefully closed the cap on the bottle and put it into the bag with the nibbles and Hearing Aid box for the Specsavermeeting and fitting at 1030hrs.

I almost let myself put the kettle on, realised I was to have only water and no fodder until after the tests. A mug of water to take the medications with. Health Checks were done: Sys159, Dia 76, Pulse 92, Temp, 31.3, Weight 14.81 (Whoops!)

Made up the last weeks record to take with me for Nurse Nichol.

I’m missing my cup of tea, and it will be a while until I can get one. Must set out earlier than usual to get to the pharmacist for the prescriptions, then to the Sherrington Surgery for the CDH tests with the nurse for 0930hrs, then to town for the Specsavers hearing aid collection and fitting.

Made a start on this diary to here, then got the Monday one finalised and posted off.

Email and WordPress reading was done.

Brother-in- law Pete had emailed a photograph of some flying ants as they emerged from the lawn in his garden early last night.

The poor old males, just out of their chrysalises in search of sex and their death follow. Tsk! Good photo.

Had a wee-wee.

Facebooked a while.

Tended to the ablutionalisational activities. Listening to the radio while in the shower and they issued a Yellow Weather Warning for tonight and tomorrow… torrential rains and winds it said. Such a beautiful sunny morning today, as well.

2Tue06Set out on my walk into Carrington to the chemist and then the CHD checks at the doctors.

Chinwag in the foyer and another.

Nice!

Down Winchester Street an left up and over the hill and down into Carrington. Only the feet were giving me any bother at this stage.

Called into the newspaper shop and bought a TV magazine for next week. Why I bother bemuses me, I’m only going to fall asleep ain’t I? Hehe!

On to the pharmacy and picked up the prescriptions from grumpy.

Out and back up the hill to the surgery.

I had Oberaufseherin Nurse Ann deal with me today! But I didn’t flinch or show too many signs of fear. Quite proud of myself actually. She soon had me done and gave me a few lectures about my not eating fatty foods, foods high in Vitamin K, white bread, and to stop missing my medications. She added that I must keep up with my walks (Hobbles), and it is essential that I apply the pain gel at least twice a day on my hands and fingers.

She released me. I gave her some nibbles, thanked her and ran out. (Well, I limped quickly-ish. Haha!)

Went tot he bus stop and caught a bus to the City Centre. Only one seat was available, a pull-down side one. Unfortunately, this meant I sat facing an appealingly well built young callipygian lady, and this got things that are now aged beyond getting excited, excited! Not good news for Little Inchy.

2Tue12Luckily we were soon in town. I limped down King Street towards the slab square.

Hobbled through the amusements and eateries over to South Parade and left onto Lister Gate, where the Specsavers are located.

Realised I was still a little early, so went back to the Slab Square where I took some more photographicalisations of the Nottingham beach area.

2Tue10

2017-07-13 10.45.51Back towards the store. Took a walk into the alleyway where I spotted the sign about the Hotel/Motel the other day.

Did not find out if there was anything else, cause a gang of people at the far end gave me stares that were not conducive to any possible socialising activities.

But there is a French restaurant in there as well.

Into the Specsavers, to be greeted by an assistant, and told through gritted teeth to take a green coloured seat… or was it blue? (I think she recognised me as the complainee?)

Shortly a young chap came out and led me into a treatment room. The man briefly mentioned the incident I had complained about, saying it will not happen again.

2Tue16He was patient and polite and set up the audio for each ear.

Explaining things as he went along.

Some stuff I had misconstrued and had misconceptions about came to light. (Fancy that).

First the blue on left one and red on the other earpiece, I always believed indicated red for the left ear (My way of remembering – Red left – Labour) and for the Right Blue (My way of remembering- Tory – Right). Now I know it is the opposite. Tsk!

Also, the little thing sticking out looking something like a little Ariel on the new ones; is not an Ariel but something to grab onto to pull them out of the lug-hole!

He tweaked some things to suit my hearing even better and made another appointment for two weeks on, for Tuesday 1st August at 1030hrs.

Thanked him and gave him some nibbles.

The hearing was good when I left the shop. I had just missed the bus, so went for a hobble around to kill the 55 minutes until the next one arrived.

Walked up Clumber Street, surprisingly few shoplifters out today.

Around and back to the slab square, where the beach had been abandoned for some reason?

2Tue09No idea why.

It was grand to be able to hear others a bit with these new hearing aids in, though.

I got closer and picked up a few words the folks who had been evacuated from the beach had gathered. Police incident and be back on it in a bit. By the time I had gone a few more yards on, they were being shepherded back onto the beach.

I did not see any officers of the law around.

As I left on my way up to the bus stop, I spotted this poor looking pigeon near the fountains.

Then I saw a Police car pulling up near to the Primark Store again. The Nottinghamian shoplifters don’t half like this place.

As I strolled so slowly up Queen street, this rough sleeper in some closed office doorway stretched himself as he woke, and grabbed his cell-phone, dropped it and picked another one up from amidst the bedding and held a conversation that lasted the whole 20 minutes I waited for the bus to arrive. This stirred some comments from those in the queue. I did not join in the mutterings.

I’m liking this getting back clearer hearing, I must say! Hope it lasts.

Caught the bus and back to the flats, no other residents on it this time. Although Bill was getting on it as I got off, he was on his way to get his prescriptions. So glad he looked so well, fitter and happier than of late, bless him.

Got in the flat and first thing was to put the kettle on for a brew – it’s been a long time since I had one, with having to go without for the CHD tests.

No wee-wee required?

Prescriptions left on the counter and the tea, taken with me into the front room while I updated this diary.

Took a long time to get up to where I am now, here.

Got the chips into the oven and the garden peas in the saucepan. Chopped up the belly pork and seasoned it in the Crock-Pot, got them all going now, should be ready in half-an-hour.

Getting late and the eyes are drooping a bit. But not complaining at all.

Arthur Itis and Anne Gyna both in a good mood. Duodenal Donald is lingering just a bit, but nowhere near bad. Reflux Roger fine. Haemorrhoid Harold was only bleeding the tiniest bit and not hurting or burning at all. Hernia Harry kind to me. No activity coming from Shaking Steven. Dizzy Dennis is the only real hassle giver at the moment. So I’m doing well! (May regret saying this later, of course, Tsk!)

2Tue20Checked on the chips and other cooking fodder.

All was ready cooked now, so turned off the computer and dished up the meal.

Crock-Pot cooked belly pork seasoned with dark soya sauce and Lea & Perrins, sliced apple, beetroots, gherkin, tomatoes, fresh garden peas and oven chips. Followed by two mini iced lemon cakes. Rated this one 9.22/10.

Put the TV on (Well, I need something to fall asleep to? Haha!) and the weather forecaster gave grim tidings for the rain tonight and tomorrow. Yellow Warning was repeated.

Later the news told of how Cornwall had suffered the worst of the thunderstorms.

2Tue19

Sleep did not come easy, was filled with unpleasant dreams and I woke up for more time than I slept, I think. Tsk!

Inchcock Today – Sunday 16th July 2017:

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Sunday 16th July 2017

Hmong: Sunday 16 Lub Xya hli ntuj 2017

0025hrs: Woke up, and out of the £300 second-hand recliner and off to the Porcelain Throne. Good session, free of both Trotsky Terence and Diahorrea Donald’s interference, although Haemorrhoid Harold was painful, there was no bleeding.  Also, Shaking Steven and Dizzy Dennis kept off, so an excellent start to the day.

Cheered by this, I decided to get down and do the laundry.

I put the CCTV of the foyer on the TV to make sure that no yobboes had returned to attack us, first.

No signs of anyone outside trying to break in, but I saw this fellow sat in the lobby? Who is it? – I’ll find out when I go down.

Looked out of the kitchen window and saw at first, two flashing lights apparently moving in a jerky fashion along the footpath opposite. It soon came clear what it was, a chap out walking three dogs, one older bigger one, and two little tiny ones that were darting about all over the place in excitement I assumed, and they had lights on their collars. What a good idea!

Down to the laundry room and greeted the chap sat in the chair who was reading a weapons magazine. Got the washer going and as I left, the gentleman said; “You are up late to do your washing mate?” I replied: “No, up early to do my washing” and smiled. Never seen him before, must be a new bloke.

Up and got the Health Checks done and medications pots sorted for next week.

The readings seemed right this morning too.

The weight was the same at least. The temperature appeared to be a bit small, at 30.1f?

Maybe not though.

7Sun3Finished the pots off, and down again to move the gear into the dryer in the laundry room.

Up and took the medications made a mug of tea.

Started work on yesterday’s diary then started this one off.

Down to collect the laundry and noticed that following the two break-ins and yobbo incidents, they are taking the matter seriously.

They have put up a new sign. Hehe! The security guard who attended the yobboes was attacked by the gang, I can’t see this keeping them away? Tsk!

Got the clothes out of the dryer, folded them and cleaned the machines and the filters out.

I took one of the pill-like tablet-towels with me and used one for the first time to clean around things.

Brilliant they are too. See the size of the sealed tablet on the right and what it turns into in seconds after contact with water.

Shame Amazon ran out of stock of them.

Up to the apartment and put the things away.

Made a mug of tea and realised I’d left the hot water tap running earlier so that Whoopsiedangleplop brings an end to my plans for a first shave. Humph!

Posted the diary for Saturday. Email checks.

0415hrs: Facebooking next.

On CorelDraw and worked on the TFZer ‘Food Series’ Graphicalisations.

Another four hours and I got them done – made a few errors to correct, and no doubt I’ve made many I didn’t notice. Tsk!

Here are a couple of the betterer efforts:

Got a big potato into the oven remove the flesh and mash up later with some cheese, vinegar and butter.

Better get the ablutioning done now I think… oh no, the water is not heated up enough yet. Humph!

7Sun06dWeariness and Dizzy Dennis called and overwhelmed me, and all I could do was finish making the meal and plop myself down.

I still enjoyed the cheesy potatoes, though.

Rated this one as 9.44/10.

The night was pretty awful sleep-wise.

Up for many wee-wees, dreams of an unpleasant nature, waking-up, nodding off… Horrible!

Inchcock Today – Monday 17th July 2017

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1Mon001

Monday 17th July 2017

Gujarati: સોમવાર 17 જુલાઇ 2017

Kept waking-up on and off all night long, not a very good rest at all. Many wee-wees.

0415hrs: Gave up and rose out of the £300 second-hand recliner and off to the Porcelain Throne. There was no bleeding this morning from Haemorrhoid Harold’s department. Looks good. (The fool says too early? Hehe!)

To the kitchen and had a peep out of the window and took a picture for no particular reason… Well, there was one at the time, but I had forgotten what it was by the time I got around to doing this diary and putting the photographicalisation into this Inchock Today.

Hehe! Tsk!

Carried out the Health Checks, took the morning medications and had a wee.

Had a wee-wee.

Set about doing the readings chart for last week.  I’ve got the CDH checks in the morning with I hope, Nurse Nichole, of course, it might be Gruppenführeress Nurse Ann who does me. Shudder! Must remember not to eat or drink anything but water from 2200hrs tonight until the checks are done.

While I thought of it writing this, I made up the nibble bags and put them in the carrier ready for the morning.

Started on doing this diary then finalising yesterdays.

Emails, the WordPress reading.

0700hrs: On to Facebooking.

0805hrs: Started the ablutions, because I want to get out and take some of the strange buildings of the University, photographicalisations on my way to the hospital.

Had good scrubbing up 1Mon05session, got the things needed and set off to the bus stop. A Sunny morning and a laugh or two with the other tenants while waiting. Chinwag with the gal from the 11th floor en route.

Dropped off near Victoria Centre (Mall) and poddled around the corner to the 35 bus stop.

As I turned the corner, a naughty Nottingham 1Mon04Pavement Cyclist rode his bike between the gentleman walking towards me and the shop window, Tsk!

I enjoyed the lambasting the rider got from him.

He (The cyclist), was on a Pizza Delivery mission I think.

1Mon06Caught the bus and was soon on the 4th floor of the QMC. I was in done and out within fifteen minutes. All clear.

Nice limp in the beautiful weather to Triumph Road and the first building of interest was the old laundry.

Not used for many years now, but amazingly they are still trying to rent it out?

1Mon08The first University building on my right was the one that burnt down when they were building it last year and had to be done again from scratch. The young arsonists, despite being caught on CCTV were never apprehended.

The fancy and oddly designed pair next was further on the left on a bend in the road.

1Mon09Odd in every way.

I wonder if they cost more to design and build than none-ugly buildings do?

Some of the cladding sections were hanging off.?

It said on a notice sign that the Chinese Government had contributed to the cost of the 1Mon11furthest one?

Opposite these an engineering section building.

A student pavement cyclist nearly had me when I stopped to take this photograph…

And a minute later another one actually caught my arm as he belted by!

1Mon10Huh!

This building that crossed over the road looked a little like a modern day Berlin Bunker to me.

Do they set out to just surprise people with their rather childlike designs?

Or do they honestly think they are attractive in some way?

1Mon12The Energy Technologies building didn’t look so bad as the others, I thought.

Of course, I am no expert.

I passed one of the many cafes built for the students and was surprised to see big names (Don’t laugh, I’ll remember them soon) operating there. The Coffee one that is in green lettering was there, and a franchise for the… erm, Subway, that’s the one. It did not look like they any discounts for the kids judging by the price list I saw.

Towards the end of the road, a sad sight indeed. The old Players Cigarettes Factory. It looked from a distance as if they were cleaning it up, but not so.

Demolishing it they were. All those years ago when I went with Dad on his lorry and we would call there to deliver and pick up empties. The smell of the fresh tobacco all around, the hundreds of people employed there, always busy… Ah, well.

1Mon13

1Mon14On the corner of Ilkeston Road, I spotted these flowers and wondered what they were.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen any like this before, ever.

They were huge and grew wild and through the fencing.

The area where they are is still banned from 1Mon15being used for building as it is the site of the old Gas Works.

More memories flooded back to me.

The original gas works had two or three gasometers as I recall, I think anyway.

Although in this old photograph I found, only one is in view.

1Mon20

I think the others were further down the road.

Pulled down in about 1959 I think, or maybe a few years later.

The smell produced at these works was not unpleasant to me, but some folks didn’t like it. The real benefit was the coal used left us with almost smokeless coke to use in our fire grates, and it was cheaper than the coal to buy.

1Mon16I turned right onto Ilkeston Road and up over the railway bridge, which of course, nowadays as no track running underneath it, more sad memories as I walked where the old Railway Station used to be.

Another Nottingham Pavement Cyclist nearly hit me again.

Humph!

Over the hill and a little further I saw a Lidl Store and decided to have a pop in and a gander at anything they have on offer. The first obstacle was getting down the flipping steps to it. Hehe!

1Mon17

I came out £10 worse-off and struggled with the now heavy bag with the Vegetarian Frikadellens, stone baked rolls, Belly pork and nibbles for the meeting, nurse Nichole and Sister Jane, to the bus stop a few hundred yards up the hill.

On a1Mon18 little further and was soon in the City Centre, the feet aching a bit now, and Duodenal Donald poking at me.

Off the bus and along Clumber Street on my way to Tesco in the City Centre’s Victoria Shopping Mall.

Had a nosey around Smiths stationers but didn’t buy anything. Another wander around the biscuit shop but didn’t buy anything.

Into the Tesco store and got some fresh garden peas, New Zealand Cox’s apples, smoked bacon, English vine tomatoes… and, erm… do you know, a packet of two Fresh Cream Horns Cakes jumped right into my basket all of their own accords… 2Tue001a Sorry!

Limped along with the heavy than ever bag now to the bus stop.

Back at the apartments, chatted to a tenant on the way up, and got to the door and there was Mary’s door bell delivered while I was out (Of course).

Had a wee-wee.

The phone rang. It was a lady from Specsavers. And, I take my hat off to her. She managed with considerable expertise and a cunning choice of words, involving deflection, inflexion and accusation while keeping a level tone, to make me apologise for their mistake. Brilliant! She should consider going into Government. Her timing so perfect it prevented my getting in with any comments, then of course, by the time she steadied up verbally, I’d forgotten what I was going to say anyway.

Too much credit could not be given to the woman’s performance. Her avoidance of expressing any apology, just saying it should not have happened, and wouldn’t have if I had not called in the shop too early, was classic Joseph Goebbels at his best.

It seems that I have an appointment for tomorrow morning anyway, to have them fitted and be shown how things work, for 1030hrs. With the CHH checks at 0930hrs, I think I’ll have time to get there punctually. I hope! Bet she makes me look a right Inisitijitty tomorrow.

Put the fodder away and went to Mary’s flat, all proud of being able to help some out at last. Whoopsiedangleplop! I got the bell fitted, and it worked, then the lady in the next flat came out – each time our bell was pressed it rang… her’s did too! Oh, dearie me!

I disengaged the bell, put it back in the box, and we had a laughed about this – not the lady next door though. She scowled and grumbled non-stop, bless her. I’ll give this one to someone to use and get another, different type for Mary later. Tsk!

1Mon19At least I got a photograph of Mary’s love birds in their cage so I can show it to TFZer Marie from Australia.

Noisy little varmints they are.

Never seen any of these before.

They looked a bit like large Budgerigars, with more substantial squawk too. Haha!

Got some peas in the saucepan and the food in the oven. Having the other Tuscan Sausage & Mash in a delicious tomato and fennel sauce. The first one I tried revealed that the sausages, well, the skins were horribly thick and almost unchewable. So I threw them away and put some vegetarian sausage in place of them. Plan to make some caramelised gravy to it afterwards with the mushrooms and peas so I can soak it up with the stone baked cobs.

Updated this diary to here.

Half an hour or so to go. Checked the Emails and did some WordPress reading in a rush.

1Mon22Got the fodder served up.

Unfortunately, I forgot to put the peas and mushrooms on the dish. Huh! But I enjoyed them later cold from a pot.

Very nice indeed. Made a mess eating it with the crumbs from the stone-baked cobs, though, Humph!

2Tue02Made a note to remind me of things in the morning.

Rang Sister Jane for a chinwag.

Did my best to watch some TV. But it was ridden with my dropping off asleep and waking so often. It seemed like it was every ten minutes or so.

I gave up and got me head down early, apart from getting up once for a wee-wee and treating Haemorrhoid Harold’s bleeding, I slept right through until 0400hrs!

TTFN all.

 

Inchcock Today – Saturday 15th July 2017; Hoping the lemon wafers will be delivered today

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7Sun02b

Saturday 15th July 2017

Corsican: Sàbatu 15 Ghjugnu 2017

0350hrs: Woke up with the mind full of bits of memories from the dreams I’d been having; by the time I got out of the £300 second-hand recliner and to the Porcelain Throne – they had all gone again. Tsk!

No signs of Diahorrea, D7Sun02aennis or Trotsky Terence at the Throne. That was a nice change.

Computer turned on and finished off yesterday’s diary.

Did the Health Checks, all good.

Had a wee-wee.

7Sun02bThe hue of the scene from out side prompted me to take this photograph. I thought it was rather colourful and a bit different to what it has been lately.

Took the medications with a cup of tea for a change.

I usually take them with a cold drink so as not to melt the capsules.

7Sun3I was also impressed with how the fingers were far less bent and warped today as well.

Of course, after taking the picture, I dropped the tablets.

Tsk!

Then, back to the Porcelain Throne. Haemorrhoid Harold was stinging and bleeding a bit this time. Why not last time?

Had a go at the crossword while in there, didn’t get a single more clue solved. Huh!

Started this post off up to here.

7Sun04Emails checked.

Good news, the Lemon Wafers were being delivered today.

Which is good, cause then I can get a good ablutionalisation session in. I’ve not been able to have a good one while waiting in and not wanting to miss the delivery, cause I love these wafer. These are for others nibbles these, oh no. These are for your truly only. Hehe!

Had a wee-wee.

Further down the list, another one from Amazon: No Ferrero Rocher Heart Box’s available. Sad that I was planning to hand these to Nurse Nichole, Jenny the Obergruppenfurher and Sister Janet. Humph!

7Sun04a

Since being stuck indoors waiting for deliveries, I’ve been working on a new TFZer series of graphicalisations. Loosely all connected to food, of each member. It’s going to take me ages to get them all done, but I’ll get on with now, being as I have the time… oh, no, I’ve not done any Facebooking. I’ll do this first then get onto CorelDraw.

Took a while that did. Onto graphics now.

Been on CorelDraw for over three hours now, eyes tiring and the fingers beginning to play up, so had to knock off for a bit.

Had a wee-wee.

Pressed on with the graphics, managed to get 12 done, but much more to do, but not today, too tired now and the visit from Shaking Steven worried me a bit.

The Lemon6Sat05 Wafers arrived, late, but I’m going to get the ablutions done and have a hobble in my Tree Copse, legs permitting.

I’ve already eaten one pack of these. Naughty me!

Turned every thing off, put the camera in my pocket with the mobile in case I forget later, and off to the Wet Room.

Back in a bit.

I hope! Hehe!

6Sat07Off down the lift and out into the daylight, at last.

Over the road up through the bottom field.

Where I found it hard to believe that the grass and fauna had grown so quickly. Had the struggle to get through it at first to get to the Copse.

Had a bit of a struggle to get through it at first to get to the Copse.

Found a mowed strip of grass someone had kindly cut out and used that route.

The cigarette stubs, empty drink cans and takeaway boxes were strewn around was not nice to see.

I put some that I could reach in a carrier bag to drop off at the bins.

It was still lovely to hobble up and through this Copse.

I did not see any wildlife at all on my journey within.

No squirrels or birds?

Nature still fascinates me – even when I tripped over one of the tree roots… I had to laugh.

But a tree stump near where I landed was so convenient to us e to pull myself back upright and continue my journey.

Hehe!

To the top and out into the top field, which was beautiful with its daisies battling through to get some sunshine.

Walked along the top, many golfers, well, Pitch & Putt players out today, some even playing with a football between holes.

Right and down towards the flats.

As I got to the bottom of the gravel hill path, a young chap with a dog chain was calling out ‘Betsy’ in search of his obviously little dog in the long grass on the bottom field.

Glad to say that he found her after a few minutes.

Dropped the bag of rubbish in a bin and made my way down the hill and back up to the apartment and got the dinner on.

6Sat06It was a tasty one, beef pie, Chinese mushrooms, garden peas, boiled potatoes and beetroots.

Did the Health Checks, took the evening medications and perused the TV magazine to see if there was anything worth watching on the goggle-box.

The wasn’t. So I got a Dr Who DVD into the machine to watch. At least there will be no advertisements to fall asleep watching on this.

But I still fell asleep, and with the hands, fingers and cramps giving me grief as well.

I must have been well tired.

TTFN all.