Monday 27th June 2016
Faith and Hope was not high on my agenda this morning. I stirred around 0400hrs, well sprang almost into life, full of ready-made worries and fretting, nearly panicking about everything, even some things I think I’d invented. Had I been having a bad dream? I felt so low and depressed, the stomach had started rumbling again too.
In a bit of a daze of sorts, I climbed out of the recliner and visited the porcelain… then found myself in the kitchen making a cuppa? I could not clearly recall events in the WC, so sent back in to check I’d not left taps running, lights on or left a mess. All was okay though.
Concentrating was difficult. It still is as I write this. Something else to mention to the nurse tomorrow at the INR blood test session.
Got the laptop going and did some Word-pressing. Hard going consolidating my thoughts.
It had been raining during the night and the view outside was of dankeness and grey clouds.
I tried to do some work on the TFZer graphicalisation. Got into it a bit deeply and lost hours and hours, but I was enjoying it, though. Until it came to closing it down again – Message, telling me “I had to exit the Bitmap Editor or the programme will not close!” I had already exited the bitmap editor??? Had to force close the laptop. Hope it works later when I get back from the clinic. Oh dear!
Went to see Olive and thank her for her help and friendship, and she massaged some pain-gel into my shoulders where I could not reach, bless her. Felt much better then, got the bags and letter I’d had delivered for someone else and down in the lift and out to post it in the letter box.
The wind caught me off guard a bit, and I nearly went over!
The thicket I took a photo of was blowing all over in the blustery mornings winds.
On the way back to the bus-stop, the clouds in the sky were being blown into amazing shapes.
So beautiful.
As I took the photo, I slipped off the kerb, felt a fool.
Especially when I pulled myself together and turned around to be greeted by several of the apartments all in the bus shelter, sheltering from the wind.
Their laughter made me smile too! One of the women said I’d made her day!
A lady got helping me with the crossword book. When our bus came, the L9 to the City, all the others had gone. She helped me on the bus too, and we finished a crossword from start to finish en route!
First time I’ve done that… mind you, come think of it – I hadn’t, we did!
I dropped off, outside the Chiropodist I’m going to on Wednesday and walked to the Wilko Store. Where I got a tin their ‘One Coat Gloss’ paint, some brushes and turps. Also got another bottle of the Lavender Dettol while it was still on sale at the offer price. Paid up, and struggled out with both bags rather heavier now. Hehe!
Took a photo while on the walkover tunnel, of a Watson Fothergill designed building.
He really was an amazing architect.
I walked through the Victoria Centre Mall and down to the Tesco store.
I purchased some bread, potato cakes, Anchor butter and, do you know those pesky Fresh Cream Horns jumped right into my basket again! (Ahem!)
Walked through Climber Street, nowhere as busy as usual today, and into the Slab Square.
Got some snuff, for Frank on the 14th floor, and wandered around for a while until the L9 bus was due.
Caught it on Queen Street, and by the time we’d got to St Anns Well Road (About quarter of a mile), I’d nodded off! Luckily the heavy bags on my knees prevented me falling off the seat. Then nearly didn’t wake in time for the Winwood Flat bus stop again!
Up to the flat, and found the pair of binocular on the floor outside the door. Coopers of Stortford had sent as a replacement, for the ones missing on the order last week.
Got some chips in the oven, cut up some polish ham, beetroots, onions and capsicums on the plastic plate ready, and started the laptop off.
After much work done, CorelDraw8 would not let me close again, had to force close the damned thing again! Doing the laptop no good this.
Grammarly not working again?
Watched the sad for us Brit’s Iceland v England game on the box, oh the shame!
But all respect and best wishes to Iceland and their supporters, and most deserved humiliation of Rooney and his gang of so called footballers.
I’m not sure that the penalty England got was a penalty anyway?
Sorrowed myself to sleep…
Got the laundry and things assembled in the bag, and went down to the laundry room.
The time left on the dryer was 40 minutes, the washer I’d put on quick mode will take 30 minutes.
I got the washer going and returned to the apartment, not in a good mood.
Did some graphicalisationing, before Olive brought her grandson around and he set to putting up the pole in the wetroom, then started erecting the thin storage cabinets for me. Damned decent of him.
He then set about making the first of the storage cabinets, got it finished and put it in place for me next to the porcelain throne.
Into the shower and abluted, night attire on, made a cuppa and got the Crock-Pot vegetable stew served up, nice!
Got the nosh on, bacon and tomatoes with bread thins. Oh, and a pot of Lemon Drizzle dessert, you know, the ones that jump into your shopping basket when you shop at Asda (Walmart)… Hehe! Oh, and a lemon yogurt. Oh, and two chicken thighs.
started this post off, after finding out that the Brexit Leave vote had won the referendum.
Caught the bus to the clinic and went through some embarrassing examinations. First by the female doctor in the ante room after she interviewed me. She fetched a male colleague to have a look at Little Inchy and his lesion, then they brought three more female students to examine me. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, well, muttering to each other, but one of the student couldn’t contain a smirk or two. Hehe! I hope they were giving them some lessons to learn later, and not the ‘Come here and have a laugh at this’ routine. They all left bar the male doctor, and he prescribed some more of the same ointment, the green one at the bottom this time.
Had the evening medications with the nosh. Nice too. Lamb shank in gravy, new potatoes and mushrooms.
I took the rubbish bags to the chute and took a selfie with the voting form on the way down in the lift. (Just showing off!)
On the walk back to the flat, I noticed that whoever it was that had planted the pretty flowers at the gable end of the garages, had been tending them lovingly.
gal, and my heart is beating like it hasn’t in years!
Set about sorting out the medication pots.
The Crock-Pot was all done, and I got the beef casserole into a dish, some bread and the once Fresh Cream French Horn for afters.
The sky over the copse looked a little threatening, yet so beautiful this dank morning.
As I exited and made my way to the bus-stop for the L9 route – I noticed some repairmen and a police forensic van and car at the new Salvation Army building.
When I got on the bus, Lenny was there with his care worker. I don’t know if that is his name, but h is often on the bus when I use it. The poor chap can only grunt, which he does all the time, and he points to things with his finger most of the time. I do talk to him, say hello as I pass him by, give him a smile… but he isn’t aware of anyone around him. Some days he seems angry, some depressed but today, he was almost smiling.
The two flat boxes at the rear of this photograph contained the poles, I expected a long box for these? Checked the invoice charging to see if the binoculars had been cancelled, but no, there it was, the first item on the list?
She said her son, Roger was calling to see her tonight, and she would ask him to come and take a look at the pole for the wetroom for me.
Did the graphic for the top of the page, then later found the one I’d already done in readiness for it and lost… Tsk! Here it is above.
Stirred the Crock-pot, smelling good now! Updated this, then took the medications.
The sex-pot Grizelda gave me a couple of smiles and made us both a cup of tea. BJ managed to get himself in the background of one of the photo’s I took. Hehe!
I took a photograph of an Arnold destined city Transport bus, catching this lady in the shot.
the wind low, and BJ even posed for this photographicalisation next to his car outside the launderette for me.
Had a rather delectable meal. Did the last of the foul tasting Polish tomatoes with some sliced mini peppers in the oven, mushrooms and small potatoes boiled in the saucepan, pork pie, pickled beetroots, one buttered sourdough bread and a little apple. It was so tasty, I’ll have to give this one a deserved 9.55/10!
City Centre and to the bank. 
Perfect timing too, just second before I took the shot through the glass, the rain torrented down even harder, but only for a few seconds.
Walked into the shopping centre (Mall for our American ether-friends), and as I glanced down to the lower level, the most adorable young boy, who was laughing and smiling taking an interest in everything going on around him, espied me, with my camera. As I was about to take a photographicalisation of an electric powered Nissan car on display a few yards away from the lad and his father. The boy smiled even wider, and I offered him a wave, and he gave me one back and pointed at me. This made it all worth the while of me getting soaked in the rain just to see him. What a happy lad he looked.
These ornaments, are they called? They were all labelled as New.
The rain had lessened as I made my way to the bus stop on King Street.
Taking my usual view of the incredible scenery, I took a photo of the flowers on the bushes twelve floors down from the window. I was well pleased with how decent the image from the camera was, from such a great distance and zoomed so close up.
Read the book for a while, but still felt drained for no reason?
Into the kitchen and got the kettle on – the view out through the window of the copse below brought a smile to my face.
Got in the flat, wee-wee’d and made a cuppa. Took the midday medications. Then I got the laptop on and updated this to here and tried the camera out by taking a photo from the kitchen window.
Checked the baking potatoes, turned them over,
the mixture on an oven tray and forked the top of it to allow for quick browning and returned it to the oven, along with beef slices.