Tuesday 6th September 2016
Up at 0530hrs – Out of the £300 second-hand recliner chair and off for a WRWW and WRHD. All was well!
Took the medications with some orange juice and back in the wetroom for a stand-up wash. It was too early to use the shower because of the noise it makes.
Got changed and onto the scales.
Notice how well I lied in the writing on this photograph? Hehe!
On the laptop and did some of the diary work, graphicalisations towards the new upcoming eventually TFZ gals series, then the Facebooking for a while.
Tried out the new Protection Stamp thingamajig.
It seemed to work okay.
Mind you, at that price, it should do. (£11).
No idea how long it will last for? Then again, I’m not criticising, cause I don’t know how long I’ll last! Hehehe!
Got the things ready for the INR blood test at the surgery (Nibbles, paperwork and bag for any shopping I might do [Might?] Huh!).
I called at the Community Shed on the way out. Saw Obergruppenfurheress Julie and asked her to update Linda with why I missed her Monday and apologise profusely for me. She was on the phone all the time, so I had to write a note asking her too.
Off to the surgery for the INR Warfarin Blood Level Test. At the end of Chestnut Walk, as I turned down into Winchester Hill, I took these two photographicalisations of the bushes.
The reason I’ve put them on here, was to ascertain what the plant was on the right, and what insect it was a caught?
Got to the doctors in record time again I think, or very near anyway. 39 minutes I reckon. Of course, once I sat down in the waiting room and then tried to move again, Arthur Itis attacked the knees and ankles and I struggled for the rest of the day. Hey-ho!
The nurse was in good spirits and a chinwag as she did me was appreciated. Gave her the nibbles and left to go to the Lidl shop and have a nosey around.
Got a bit carried away again. (Fancy that) Got a baking potato, bananas, grated mature cheddar, tomato juice and choc bars for the nurse’s nibble box. My plan was, to have some cheesy mash, veg (Pod peas, leeks and red peppers, done in the Crock Pot) Nordic style bacon and beetroots, might even have some Marmite Rice Cakes with it later. Got the veg on, but that will still be a few hours before it’s ready.
Caught the bus back into Sherwood and just missed the L9 to take me up the hill. No problem this morning. though, apart from the pain from the knees, all was well. Hehe! I crossed the road and checked the timetable and decided to walk up and over the hill and go through Woodthorpe Grange park and down near the copse on the gravel hill down to the flats.
Nearing the gates into the park, another Nottingham Pavement Cyclist nearly had me as he came up towards me and entered the park up the pedestrian path.
But it didn’t bother me at all.
I stopped to watch some dogs walking their owners and getting them to throw a ball for them to refuse to fetch! Hehehe!
Another cyclist came past me and weaved between the pedestrians.
Bootiful!
I stopped for a while underneath a clump of trees.
The beauty and colouring of this with the sky above in contrast and I was a contented and appreciative if nature old chap for a few moments.
To the top of the park and down the gravel path, even Arthur Itis could not get in a gloomy mood. Then I saw the flats and it reminded me of m making a cock-up and missing Linda yesterday, and the spirits did fall a bit, though.
Called in to see Olive, but she was not in. The spirits fell further.
Back to number 72, and after a WRWW, I prepared the pod peas, leeks and red peppers getting them into the Crock-Pot, potatoes and cheese ready for making and baking later. Another couple of peas shot off never to be seen again!
Made a brew, laptop on to update this and after a couple of hours lap topping (Listening to the Shadows music on YouTube), I took the midday medications, a bit late I know, checked the food and went to visit Olive again.
Back in a while. (I hope!)
Olive had her daughter who’s brought her back from shopping. A great chinwag and laugh we all had, Olive liked her cheese twist and didn’t tell me off about taking it for her. She then pain-gelled me nether-regions that I can’t get to, lovely it was! A cuddle and kiss and I came back to the apartment.
A WRWW, then I checked on the Crock-Pot peas leeks and peppers, need a bit longer, but that’s fine. Got the instant mash in the mixing bowl and added a mass of cheese, bit of salt and vinegar and a pinch of demerara sugar, got the boiled water and added it a bit at a time until I’d mashed away and got the required texture. Then, got in an oven tray and spread it all out thinly.
Into the hot oven (Important it is hot), and baked it, while I kept checking to see if it is browned enough.
Checked the TV papers and found a lot of viewing of interest, wrote them down. Cleaned the kitchen a bit and within twenty minutes the potatoes looked to be done to a T.
I have to admit to catching my knuckles on the side of the oven when extracting the potatoes. Applied the Germolene, Tsk! Got the meal served up and it looked far better than it was, although not a failure by any means. The cheesy potatoes were crisped and tasty, the bacon gorgeous. I let myself down a bit by not keeping the vegetables hot enough, though. The Marmite rice cake and cheesy twist were good, a lemon yoghourt and banana to follow, but I couldn’t manage the banana after feasting on all the other goodies. Hehe!
Got the washing up done, a WRWW and settled to watch some TV – when will I learn not to bother? Repeatedly fell asleep for a few minutes and got no enjoyment of the programmes. I gave up late one and drifted off into a dream filled kip!
called in the Market to get some nuts. Took a photo of interest as I was over the roadway. In the distance, I spied the flashing blue lights of an emergency vehicle and zoomed in with the camera to investigate. Note the cyclist just about to pass the car?
Then out into the busy streets and over into Trinity Square, where I spotted some stuff in the used jewellery shop window, that I thought might appeal to the TFZer ladies, so I took a photograph.
Walked down through the City Centre on my way to try the stationery store on Exchange Walk for the Protection Stamp.
Caught the number 40 back to near the flat. As the bus pulled off, there were four people all looking at their phones at the same time, and I thought this scene if I got a photograph of them, would be of use for a humorous graphic. But the bus stopped to let them cross before I got the camera out. Ass we moved on, another lady on her own was on her phone, so that had to do for me idea for a funny shot. but I couldn’t think of anything to write on it.
As the darkness began to fall, I noticed the wonderful red/orange glow from the sun’s decline from the kitchen window.
food in stock. Minced lamb and potato ready meal. Colcannon potatoes, yellow tomatoes, beetroot and marmite rice cake, followed by the last of the short dated honey yoghourts.
0218hrs: Got the washing ready and went down 
to the laundry room to get the washer going.I checked the filter on the dryer, and it was right clogged up!
I looked in my daily bag but could not see my pound shop floppy hat. After a short search, I realised that I’d given it to my Australian pet, Koala Katie to look after. No luck in the search for my expensive wind-proof umbrella, though. Tsk!
Got a good ablutioning done, during which a Whoopsiedangleplop occurred. Well, a dizzy spell I think, but it was a quick one. One minute I was getting the shaving tackle sorted for use, then found myself on the floor with a bruised cheek and tiny little cuts on my face. Probably caused by whatever I hit on the way down to the floor where I was wounded and confused I soon came round and with the help of the sink, got up again. Might I have a shiner in the morning? Hehe!
Got the fodder cooking, not that I felt hungry at the time.
porcelain for a WRWW and WRHD session.
I sorted next weeks medication pots etc. out and got the podded peas on the cook in the Crock-Pot.
As we got into town the rain poured down.
I hobbled down Queen Street and crossed through the Nottingham Beach, on the way to the tram stop.
The tram back into town was even less populously full of with folks?
I think that Jilly from Australia will, like me, fancy the green ones mostest!
and I have to risk life and limb crossing the road there on the hill bend, then a decent walk in the rain, so as to get back to the flats.
To the flat for a WRWW and updated this diary.
Got on with sorting the meal out.
As I was getting the medications out to take, I recalled a bit more of the dreams, no idea how or why.
Set it on rotating header mode, so it comes up at random with the other headers I’ve done before. The nurse on it is the actual nurse from the surgery. An excellent sport and beautiful gal too!
too quickly – a big difference compared to Lidl, where I think the staff are trained to scowl, sneer and overcharge me.
Walking back down Woodthorpe Road, left into Sherwood Vale, right into Mapperley Rise and on through Chestnut Walk to the flats, I noticed this bush or whatever it is, next to some blackberries in scrubland coming through the fencing. Wondered what they were, if I remember, I’ll show this photograph to Olive when I get to see her next, I think she might know what they are called.
BJ arrived, and Bill was there with us. No Eddie today nor Toni, at the start. We knew Eddie had an appointment and would not be here, and Toni bless her got here a few minutes before the end of the session, but the organisers gladly made her a cuppa, I gave her some nibbles and we had a chat.
Thin on the ground today, but those who could manage to get to the meeting seemed to enjoy it.
To the bus stop and the vandalised bench.
The meal and medications were taken, with some Tomato Juice, a banana and a naughty Strawberry Sundae.
Off to the Winwood, Community Hut to see Deana and or Obergruppenfurheress Julie.
Carried on and found Deana and Obergruppenfurheress Julie both in the Community Shed.
Doing well with my angina and arthritis this morning, I plodded into town, where I took some photographs and had some odd thoughts as I did?
I noticed they had put up new posters, with the Nottingham Beach Rules plastered in many locations around the area.
I had a walk around for a while to kill some time until the bus was due to leave. I came across this sign outside one of the Loan Shops, Speedy Cash. I even got my reflection in the photograph.
As I plodded towards the Queen Street bus stop to get the L9 back to the Flats, Upper Parliament Street was clogged with buses, thought I’d take a photograph of them for you to see. This must be a regular thing because I didn’t see any of the drivers getting uptight or cursing.
Got on the bus, the only passenger until we got to the next stop and the bus soon filled up, I noticed Bill (William in Sundays) in the queue and took this piccy as he got on the bus last of the newcomers.
I transferred the photographs from the camera onto the laptop while the meat was cooked. Turned it off and dished up the fodder.
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0320hrs: Back down and moved the clothes from washer to the dryer, had to clean the filter first, some naughty person who last used the machine had not done so. But I don’t mind, it could well have been a tenant who could not bend down to get to the filter housing box. Back up to the apartment. Started the laptop and finished off the Sunday diary.
0420hrs: Down again to the washing room to collect the laundry… I’d left the bag upstairs, so, back up again and got it, returned and got the washing out and sorted. Cleaned the filter and wiped surfaces and sink area down.
Within minutes of having a walk, I got the dizzies! They left my sat under some trees and wandered off.
After a while, I decided that slow hobbling was the best defence, and had a walk around the wonderful lake. Mallard ducks and many miniature boat enthusiasts were out today.The weather was perfect too. I wish I could have appreciated this better.
across this old Morris (I think) Motorcar on the driveway.
I limped to the mini-train station and found BJ sat gossiping to his mate there, and I joined them. David had a run on the train then BJ joined him and I waited in the bushes to take a photograph of them as they returned. I got some waves as they noticed me.
My hernia was getting worse than ever, and I made my way to find BJ and David, to tell them I was going back to the bench under the trees.
Managed to get some nosh done, all in the oven, easier that way.
peas. Took the medications. made a cuppa and got on with finalising the Saturday Diary – it depressed me reading what I’d written already! Sad innit?
Titivated a bit around the kitchen, and took the rubbish bags to the chute. Olive came out as I was coming back. She popped in with a Birthday Card for me. Bless her dimples. I walked her back to number 68 and we had chin-wag and cuddle. She had received a photograph of the family ladies party (Top of this page) she went to. And she liked it!
They got me a book, for my birthday, and a lovely towel with a cunningly sewn on ‘Bates Hotel’ sign. I got them to adopt a suitable pose for me: I think they deserved an Oscar for their instant acting without a script! Hehehe!
I satisfied the call for a WWHD session and got the fodder prepared.
I looked up on the net to see what pork dewlap is.