Monday 20th March 2017
Persian: 20 دوشنبه مارس 2017
0325hrs: Stirred in the £300 second-hand worryingly wobbly recliner, in need of using the porcelain rather urgently. Got there in time and found it was a reasonable session, Little Inchy although sore, was not bleeding and Haemorrhoid Harold was much better than of late, bleeding-wise.
Got the washing garments and accoutrements sorted, and down to the laundry room and got washer going then back up. Computer turned on and started to do the diary.
Half an hour later, down again to move the things to the dryer. A lady tenant from the 8th floor was getting her washing into a machine, and she asked me which dryer I was going to use, I told her whichever she liked, she wanted the end one, so I got my stuff into the next one. Had a chinwag. Then back up to the flat and got on with the diary work.
Don’t know how I managed the following, but here’s the story:
I wanted to rub some pain gel in the knees, opened the drawer where I keep it and couldn’t see any. Went into the wetroom and got the one out of there and used it. When I did the health checks next, there in the drawer as plain as your face was the pain gel next to the BP machine I didn’t see last time I looked for it?
Worrying innit?
Back down to the washing room and retrieved the clothes. Cleaned the filter, washed the inside of the machine. As I exited, the wonderfully coloured sky outside caught me attention, so having the camera in my pocket, I nipped out and took a photo of it. Took several actually, but this is the only one that came out anywhere near as to what it really looked like out there.
The drizzle was still with us. The trees on the left are the Copse I like so much, gradually thickening out as Spring dawns.
Up to the flat and put the clothes away, made a brew, took the medications and finished the Sunday diary and started this one off.
Had a go on Facebook. I lost the graphic I did for Marie and Mary mid-way through the session?
Started a graphic for the TFZ site, not much time available to get it finished, cause I’ve got the INR blood test, and Doctor’s appointment to go to later this morning. However, I did finish the one for TFZ’s Sandie
Did the ablutions, shaving, teggies, then a damned good energetic (For me) showering using the lemon scented soap from Morrison’s. Dried off well and applied the creams lotions and potions to the required areas and limbs, and used the citrus deodorant. I must have smelt like an orange or lemon, Hehe!
Dressed, took the pound-shop brolly with me, and went down to the foyer. Had a nice chinwag and laugh with some of the tenants who had gathered to catch the bus, and decided to get the L8 with some of them down into Sherwood to avoid some of the now heavy winds and rain.
Dropped off near Mansfield Road, walked down and left up through Sherwood and up the gradually inclining, Arthur Itis and Anne Gyna annoying hill and down the other side into Carrington and the surgery.
The brolly blew inside out, and I retrieved it and deposited it in a roadside bin, cursing a bit as got wetterer and wetterer on my way to see the nurse. Humph!
I arrived with plenty of time to spare and took off the coat, sat and started on the crossword book. A chap pointed out that the zip on my flies was wide open… Oh dear, the Whoopsiedangleplops have begun!
The surgery nurse called me in, and she did the blood test for me. I gave her some nibbles for her and some for the others. The rain seemed to be coming down even harder as I left, after waiting a while in the forlorn hope that the rain might ease.
I wadded down through to the Carrington shops and into the Lidl store. Spent a good bit toady, bacon, cheese, two potatoes, unicorn carrots, roasted almonds, furniture polish, lemon curd yoghourts, a fruit fool and two fresh cream jam doughnuts.
By the time I exited the nasty staffed shop, the rain had reduced to a bit of drizzle, thankfully. I caught a bus back into Sherwood and called into Holland & Barratt and got a pot of Vitamin B Complex and some Cod liver oil capsules to replace the ones I was running short of.
Out and across the road, with ten minutes to go before the L8 bus was due. Penny, Frank and the nasty woman with the vicious intimidating son (I just acted as if she was not there) were waiting in the shelter. Norman was passing by, and he stopped for a chinwag with us.
Up back to the flats, got in, used the WC, fried myself off best I could then I put the slippers on, put the fodder away, made a cuppa and got the computer on to update this page.
The rain started to come heavily again, as I made another mug of tea to replace the one that had gone cold.
Tsk!
I rang Olive to see when or if I could call to see her.
She told me to call around 1400hrs.
I got CorelDraw going and started the next graphic off.
Finally got it finished. Not sure what to name or comment on it, though, yet?
1400hrs: Over to visit Olive. Her daughter called for a paramedic yesterday, and she was taken to the hospital by ambulance. The poor thing has now caught an infection that has left her legs with blotches that are painful when touched against. She cannot wear anything on her lower legs. They have put her on antibiotics. These may affect her Chrones and may delay her planned hospital procedure. So damned annoying, just when she is getting so close to her hip operation date. I felt so bad for her.
She made out she was coping with the disappointment, but I knew. Differently, she didn’t tell me off once! So I knew she was well under the weather. I stayed as long as she would allow, we chatted, and she told me some of her younger life, and we managed a smile or two between us. Gave he a smacker, wished her all the best and arranged to visit her on Wednesday with her permission. I left a little despondent and annoyed that life should do this to the girl. Bless her.
Got back to the flat and checked out my bleeding areas, to find both of them were okay and blood free! Did the last Health Check and the weight had increased a tad yet again! Huh!
Did some work on the graphics.
The evening sky looked so, er, what’s the word?
Dynamic? Tumultuous? The different effects on the skyline varied from black to bright white and all combinations in between… I didn’t explain that very well, did I?
Good job I took a photographicalisation of it. Hehehe!
Got the meal prepared, an easy job today, a salad of sorts, without any bread. (The weight increasing you know!)
Pork & Mushroom pate. A portion of soft cheese and strong cheddar, two potato waffles, mushrooms, beetroot, pickled silverskin onions and some sage and onion slices… oh, and the cheesy twist light puff-pastry thing.
Settled in the £300 second-hand recliner to watch some of the Boon DVD, which I stayed awake for without any bother (No commercial breaks you see?). Turned over to the TV to watch some Law & Order and, off I went, into a dream filled sleep…
TTFN all.
Got the din-dins sorted in no time. roast potatoes,
To the apartment and got the medication pots for the week done and sorted.
I popped out of the front doors to take a photo of the view across the road, hoping it might come out as a ‘Moody’ type one.
Timed it well for once, the Finish sign flashed up as I got in the room. Took a photo for no particular reason, and noticed how oddly shaded it came out? Very nice, but unplanned?
I could hear the wind getting up outside (Mind you, the wind was starting inside. Hehe!).
I then went into the kitchen to take a picture while hanging out of the window, of the view below. Catching my head against the frame and knocking the hearing aid at the same time. The tubing came out and I tried to catch it – fumbling and trying not to drop the camera, I dropped the tubing…
Down Winchester Street hill first and to the continental shop for a loaf of their delicious bread – but they had some of the belly pork with herbs and peppers on display, and I weakened. Shame number One!
I would never have been tempted or interested in buying such unhealthy foodstuffs normally. It’s just that I thought Olive would like one.
Up to the top of the path to turn tight down the gravel path passing the 
Up into the flat, and I got the giant potato into the oven and took a piccy of the other stuff for you slaver over. Hehe! The belly pork looked and smelt so irresistibly tempting. I’ll have it for nosh tonight with some cheesy mashed then baked potatoes.
caps. I must remember to keep turning them over.
Oh, nearly forgot I took this one in Sherwood near the top of the hill.
Back to the flat and got the giant potato out of the oven and halved it ready to scrape out the flesh into the bowl and mix it with cheese…
The weather turned a bit nasty, high winds and rain.
Served up the meal. Pleased with how the potatoes had browned off, the thin chipolatas were tasty, as was the beetroot, pickled mushrooms, siverskin onions, and best of all the garden peas – I put some demerara sugar in the saucepan with them when I warmed them up. 
Had a meal with a difference. The choices will get less as the days go on and I still can’t access my money. Tsk!
dicated it was 0142hrs?
Blogged and did some more Facebooking without problems, and the meal was ready.
I made a mug of tea and searched for the camera to take this photographicalisation of the Sherwood sunset.
It was Sister Jane, so nice to hear from her. I’m afraid I waffled a bit and didn’t get the full message, as I was a bit droopy from the kip.
0245hrs: Woke still tasting the excellent meal from last night. Perhaps I’d overdone the flavourings just a bit? Hehe!
A nice strong mug of Thompson’s wonderful tea and took the medications.
Did the ablutions.
Dressed and made a mug of tea, but the milk had gone off. Tsk!
He handed the bags to me through the door, took the return bags and he was off.
Hehehe!
Sorted them and it was such a nice looking morning, I meandered out onto the balcony and took this photographicalisation to the left of the flats.
The cleaner gals arrived, I ask them to clean behind the WC today, and not to clean anywhere near the stacks of bank paperwork I have that are lurking on the computer desk, or to touch the second-hand 1969 E-Plan sideboard, cause they always catch the computer screen and it being a touch thingy I usually lose something I’ve been working on, anyway.
Feeling well tired now, I got the meal cooking, sorted some medications and served up the fodder to myself.
Made a brew and took the medications.
I did almost cheer up a bit when I saw someone with two giant horse-sized poodles! Hehe!
Turning right on my way down the hill, some crows landed in the trees on the outside of the Copse.
I opened the jar of Falsoka, by gum, they don’t half close them lids tight!
Down and had a slow hobble out along Chestnut Walk to post the letter in the mailbox, then dropped off the jars in the Recycling bin.
Back to the laundry room and retrieved the dried clothing.
The woolly bobble hat had shrunken and barely covers the head top now, but still, Pound Shop goods, so no complaints.
I took this one.
Walked into Arnold and called in Wilko, got some Citrus Air spray on offer and Wash Fragrance.
Tsk, Huh, Humph and pickled walnuts!!! Next time I’ll take the card with me!
As I updated this diary, my acuity faded, so I got the fodder served up and consumed it with great disappointment.
Washed up, and to the kitchen, made a brew and did the health checks.
Got an early meal cooking. Smoked streaky bacon, minted potatoes and garden peas to have a fight with. Hehe!
Finished off a graphic for the TFZer site.
Across the road, I saw that some more trees were being lopped.
Got the make-do meal of sorts done.