Tuesday 1st November 2016
Up, out of the £300 second-hand rickety recliner and down to the laundry room, washing in the machine and back up to the flat and computer on all by 0205hrs. WRHD session, only a little bleeding and hassle.
0210hrs, down to the laundry room and got the washing going on Quick Mode. Back up the lift t’flat and on the computer again.
0240hrs, Down and moved the things into the dryer, wiped the machines. Up and did some work on the computer. Started work on the diaries and graphicationalisationing.
0345hrs, To the laundry room again, folded the things into the bag, cleaned out the filter and wiped the machine and sink area surfaces down.
Put the clobber away in the airing cupboard and hung some up, readied the powder, capsules, freshener and droplets for the next session and brought them in the empty laundry bag ready.
Made a mug of tea and took the morning medications. At this stage, 045hrs, the first Whoppsiedangleplop of the day occurred. I dropped the pot of tablets, bent down to retrieve it and knocked the bottle of antacid off the kitchen counter and what a horrible mess it made as the bottle broke and the medicine looked like gunge and stuck like gunge to the kitchen floor! Picking out the brown glass bits was easy compared to cleaning up the liquid that had clung to the floor like a moveable glue!
Tried using paper towels but that wasn’t very successful, so I got the mop and bucket out – eventually the floor was presentable it – but it took as long again to get the mop and bucket cleaned, and it took two rolls of Blitz kitchen towels, flash liquid, bleach, washing up liquid and a lot of swearing to clean the sink that I cleaned the mop and bucket in!
But at least I was happy at getting the things cleaned up rather well, even if it did take me ages. And it did too, I reckon it was around 0540hrs by the time all was sorted, well over an hour. Tsk!
Good job I’d just collected this month’s two bottles yesterday. So I started the last one off.
I’ll have to ask for a prescription for another bottle when I pass the surgery, that’ll make me very popular with the staff!
Thinking of all the hassle and effort it took to get the stuff off of the floor, and they tell me to take four doses of the stuff a day?
No wonder I’m having troubles with my WRHD sessions is it? Hehehe!
I checked some paperwork waiting to be sorted and put away, and found the hospital appointment for November and realised it was a Serologist the arrangement was for me to meet.
Had to look up Serologist on Google. Turns out he or she is a specialist in bodily fluids – blood, serum, saliva, etc. Then I looked up what serum was. It told me it was: An amber-coloured, protein-rich liquid which separates out when blood coagulates. So now I know, being on Warfarin which thins the blood to avoid coagulation. I wish they wouldn’t confuse with changing the names. Haha!
Reading this reminded me to check the emails in case I’d received any from the surgery about yesterday’s INR test. Nothing from the NHS in it. Plenty of Can-We-Sell-You-Something Emails, though. Asda, HP, CorelDraw, Serif and Epson being amongst them.
Eventually got back on the computer, with my wrinkled hands and fingers after the marathon cleaning up operation, and got on switching between the diary and doing graphics, and Facebooking.
Realised I could not remember the pin number for the new card! Duncan said he’s put his phone number in the mobile, but I could not find it? I’ll have to see them at the bank for advice.
Got the ablutions done post haste so I could catch the half-past bus.
A gossip with a couple of residents at the bus stop. The L9 bus came on time, and I was soon in town. Well, with 35 minutes.
Made my way straight to the bank and they couldn’t find Duncan’s number on my mobile. I needed to call him cause he knew where I’d concealed the number, Humpf!
It’ll take five working days for them to get me a new pin number.
Running out of money here!
Came out of the bank and nearly got hit my a Nottingham Pavement Cyclist on Exchange Walk! Not surprising, there were dozens of them about.
Nipped down to Broad Marsh, to take a photograph of a particular area to put on a Nottingham site, along with one from the 1950’s.
Back up to the Slab Square, where they SSE electric company workmen were busy setting up the Christmas decorations, on and around the Council House.
Waltzed (Well I use the term waltzed but…Hehe!) up King Street and down Upper Parliament Street, left up Milton Street, across that and hobbled through the Victoria Shopping Centre (Mall) and out the other end, over Glasshouse Street to Huntingdon Street, across that and into the Aldi store.
Where I was in luck today.
I got some Gnocchi potatoes, Tomato & Mushroom sauce and some Pea & Rice nibbles for after the nosh. I added a tin of mini sausages to go in the sauce later, and I already had some Ciabatti cobs at home, they’ll need doing in the oven for a few minutes. The Gnocchi can be done in another saucepan, they only need simmering in boiling water until the food rises to the top the instructions say.
Walked back through the Victoria Mall (Centre) and noticed this Pizza place, The Stonebaked Pizza Company. Four staff and no customers.
Another one to close down soon I expect?
Out onto Mansfield Road and around the corner to catch the L9 bus.
There were no Woodthorpe or Winchester Court tenants at the stop, which is rare.
I took a picture from the bus stop, facing where the bus would arrive from. Can you see some of Fothergill Watson designed building on the left-hand side?
The bus came, and I had a chinwag with a lady passenger en route. Lovely lady, she was telling me about her family and the problems she was having.
At the flats stop, I found Mary, having a rest on the bench there, before she carried on into the flats. I stayed with her, and we had a gossip.
She was in fine form today. She let me take her photo twice! The on you see here, and one where she was pointing at the metal lattice seat. This is the one where I took a photograph of a ladybird last week for the TFZers on Facebook.
I walked Mary to her flat, gave her some nibbles, then got the lift again up to mine. Where a WRWW was tended to with a degree of urgency. Hehe!
Put the bits away and had a search for the missing PIN number, then realised the Bank had suspended it anyway, while they arrange to send me a new one.
Got the computer going and updated this rubbish.
Then did a bit of Facebooking again, and some graphicationalisationing was done.
Got the meal prepared. Put the sauce, and mini sausages in a saucepan were slowly warming.
Ciabatti cobs in the oven for five minutes.
A big pan of boiling water and added the Gnocchi.
Served it up in the bowl, and this helped me forget the terrible accident prone, frustrating and embarrassing day I’d had, as I savoured the wonderful taste of the meal.
Washing up afterwards took a while.
Put a DVD on and fell asleep.
Stooped, er, no, stopped for a break and made another strong mug of tea.(Flipping tiny keyboard, I’m forever having to correct mistakes).
Set off on what turned out to be a very little one-way hobble to the surgery and around Carrington. Caught two buses back.
The signs of the season were all over the streets and roads en route.
Out and into the chemist to collect the month’s prescriptions – which weighed more than the other bag!
To the flat and a much needed WRWW.
Went to make another cuppa, the last one got cold. 
it might be the hacker again. Then remembered I was paying for withheld numbers to be barred from getting through? So I tried 1471 and was told that 02034574172 was the number ringing. Then, I put this into Google and found many complaints about this number. Hundreds of comments about the caller wanting to ask just three questions. People discovered that they were charged for the call. So be aware my friend, please.
Then I tried to find out if I could buy a caller display landline phone, but many pages gave differing answers.
Fodder. I got the meal ready.
she’s out all day with the family. Gave her a peck said my farewells and limped back to the flat, just a touch depressed.
brew. While doing so, I thought I’d take a shot from the kitchen window. I put the selector on a different option for scenery and took this photograph.
Eventually, I got it done, though.
creating a message for her.
Duncan was wearing his Robertson Tartan kilt, and I was so happy to see him approaching the foyer door, I nearly burst out with loud ‘Yahoo!’ 
advice I found on the Helpline page of CorelDraw, and this did not solve the problem (Obviously). We tried it again, lengthy procedure, we had to find the CorelDraw suite in Control Panel, click to Remove or Adjust, then after a few selections to choose from, including options for ‘Repair or Modify’ I chose Repair, we ran it. But it made no changes.
drained to bother with anything fancy that needed proper cooking.
All done by 0730hrs. I enjoyed the little amble, nobody else about at all. Plenty of lights on at many flat windows mind.
Seven and a half hours later, I’d managed to do eleven graphics for the TFZers site.
Opened Facebook and posted each one to the TFZers gallery. Then did some regular Facebooking.
Sorted the medication pots out for the week. Took tonight’s dose.
Finally, it was ready.
Got the Crock-Pot going with the vegetables. Onions, parsnips, carrots, garden peas and tomatoes. I hope to get some mushrooms later to add to this mix.
Took a photograph of one of the many construction surveyors on the site, this chap was between the bus stop and the Community Shed.
I had intended to go to Arnold and Asda-Walmart to get the photographs printed from yesterday’s Social Hour – But, being as I got on the wrong bus again, I carried on into town. Nitwit!
No one to talk to on the bus.
A couple of hours later I called to see Olive. Now let’s be luculent about this, Olive may tell me off occasionally, but only when I deserve it.She told me off!
Got the fishcakes in the oven, beetroot, fish sticks and beetroot on the plate ready.
Popped to see Olive, but no answer.
The raffle turned out like it usually does. I donated three prizes, a box of chocolates, a large Oreo pack and an Antiperspirant spray.
I made my way to the bus stop.
Where the continental market was again open, so many stalls and busy for once.
As I got to the Tram Stop, ambulances fire engines and police cars arrived and seemed to be driving all over the place?
On the walk to the tram station, I noticed this sign on the left, outside a pet superstore.
I got the crossword book out and spent the journey going through the puzzles I’d not finished and managed rather surprisingly, to get two of them completed.
As I walked towards the L9 bus stop, a Nottingham Pavement Cyclist was a gnat’s breath away from hitting me! Swine!
As I walked around a bit to kill some time before the bus was due, I observed the buses manoeuvring around Queen and King Street.
Back in the flat, medications were taken then slippers on, WRWW, and got the dinner cooking. A lamb chop, last of the seasoned hot-pot vegetables, potato farls, small potatoes, Yorkshire puddings with extra gravy, a banana and a cream cake. (Ther one that jumped into my basket at the shop and was reduced from 99p to 59p) Oh, and some sourdough bread slices.
The regular Hygiene ladies arrived and set about pretending to clean up. (Only joking here of course)
Got to the Asda-Walmart in Arnold, Photographic counter, and got on the machine to sort the piccies out.
To the bus stop and caught the L9. Had a chinwag with a lady on the way.
A man went into a bar and approached a woman saying to her:
The dinner had overcooked a bit with my forgetting all about it when I got excited with Andy messengering me. I remain a clot of the highest order!
As I took the things to be washed up, the sky looked beautiful. More colourful than of late.
Down again to move the clothes into the dryer.
In town, I made my way to Tesco.
Paid the ankle-snapper on the till, and made my way put and through some more crowds of Homo-Sapiens.
As the sun shone towards me, I took a photograph that I thought might be a moody one.
AS I turned at the top into the Square proper like, this chappie was puffing on one of the new electronic cigarettes, they don’t half give out some vapour, don’t they?
Blooming fantastic for them I reckon. They even have electronic cigars and pipes too! I assume that the black box one is one that is charging up? They seem to have been taken too in Nottingham, and why not if they taste alright. The flavours are amazing in choice. Here’s just some of them on sale:
As I approached the bus stop on Queen Street, I got another shot in that might be considered a moody one?
Got the oven going then did a bit more Facebooking while it warmed up, 
Out and through Trinity Square, on the way this lady got a bit annoyed as the ignorant Nottingham Pavement Cyclist skirted around her a bit close like.
Spotted this American Jewellery Set on sale in a shop window, and thought of the TFZ Glitz loving gals. When I took the photo I missed off the price; it had it showing in American dollars? So I might ask the gals if they would like to have a guess how much it was.
Nearly there, the sky darkened suddenly. The wind got up, and it felt a bit cold.
As I got over the hill and started down towards the Woodthorpe Grange Park gates, another Nottingham Pavement Cyclist was making his way up the hill towards me.
noticed how thinned out the copse had become.
While checking around to see if any other unwanted items had been left behind, I came across this… er… whatever it is, photographed on the left here?