Inchcock – Mon 10 Dec 2018: Up and down sort of day. Nattered to the Mallards and fed ’em. With the worst meal of the century ensuring a bad ending to Monday

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The staff that Willmott Dixon takes on? Hehe!

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Monday 10th December 2018

Ukrainian: Понеділок, 10 грудня 2018 р

1Mon05a00:55hrs: Awoke with great reluctance to stay awake, let alone consider the possibility of dragging my body with its volumingargantuan stomach, out of the £300 second-hand rusty recliner! After a few minutes of argy-bargy with my will-power, and having the brain point out to me that I am almost out of clean clothes and need to get the laundry done; With recalcitrantness, I forced myself into sloth-like activity and got up.

WD 51.0.0 As I was doing so, first I spotted a Weevil on the watch strap, got the camera to take a picture of the damned thing, then saw another one climbing up my leg!

I made these pictures on the left of the spotty Muldoon left hand, showing how I think, the red blobs are now getting lighter and fewer over the last three days?

I went straight to the spare room and gathered the bag of laundry and required appurtenances, had an SSWW. Got dressed and down to the laundry room.

WD 51.0.0 Where I found that both spin dryers were in use. Neither washing machine was in use or even felt warm or wet inside the drums. This, of course, meant if I did my short wash, they might not be finished before I needed them. Frustrated, I swore under my breath and returned to the flat in a right niggly mood!

Took the outer clothes off, I may well have been tempted to kick the cat if I had one. Joking! Hehe!

Still, on the bright side, Shaking Shaun and Dizzy Dennis had both departed from yesterday’s attacks and was leaving me alone.

1Mon01I set about carrying out the Health Checks.

When I got around to creating this post, I was tickle-pink with how accidentally I’d got the lens and camera in the reflection on the top part of the sphygmomanometer.

Which needed three tries, for it to work for me.

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This morning’s reading s were far better than the weekend’s first tests. I made a brew, took the medications and got the computer going and updated lasts weeks and today’s Health Checklists on Excel.

No demands for the Porcelain Throne yet today? There were many cases of SSWW visits, though.

I set about updating the terrible tribulation troubles of the Sunday diary. Got it finished off and posted to WordPress. Went on the Reader Section, and read a comment, I’d have more, but only the one came in. Haha!

I considered going back down to see if the laundry machines were free, but felt too idle, lazy and irritated to bother.

An SSWW was taken, made another brew and got on with beginning this post.

WD 51.0.0 The summoning to the Porcelain Throne arrived (better late than never!), and off I trundled. Just one EIBWBBB (Evil Ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetle) spotted in there. I’d love to know what their attack plans are, cause they keep catching me out every day almost!). The evacuation was a mix of coal-7Sun35anuggets and sloppy content. But, the after-aroma was mephitic and nauseating, to put it mildly, even to me! Cor Blimey!

I reckon I can blame last night’s seasoned home-made beans for the putrescent smell? I might leave out the garlic next time I try to make anything like this again.

1Mon07aAnother SSWW, I must get a spare bucket!

I checked the weather to see if it looked like rain for my planned mini-hobble.

WD 51.0.0 The rain dripped in along the bottom of the unwanted new light and view-blocking window frame as I opened it to take a picture of the Nottingham lights. I had to dry the electric night storage heater, the window ledge, the floor and myself. It looked a little cloudy, and they seemed to be moving quickly. I checked on Google for today’s forecast. 46º Fahrenheit, 10% chance of precipitation, humidity 89%, wind 6mph. So I reckon I can get out to take some photographs, feed the Mallards and have a decent little hobble later.

Got the ablutions tended to. Just one Weevil seen in the wet room, but he/she was dead. Things were looking up, Weevil-War-wise?

After a good shave, teggies were done, showering, ear-hole-freeing-of-wax, and medicationalisationalistic duties were all performed, I felt a lot better in myself.

Sorted three black bags of waste and one large white bag of recyclable materials and wrapped them up. Took the small bags to the rubbish chute and deposited them. Back to the flat, and started ferreting about making sure I had left nothing that should be off, and mutatis mutandis, thing off, that should be on. I think? Hehe! All looked good, taps, stove, lights doors etc. checked.

Got the shopping bag with the Mallard food, pigeon fodder, hearing aid batteries, umbrella, nibbles and Christmas pressies to hand out, crossword book, notepad, and spare glasses in it. The pockets held the bus-pass, bank card, pens, camera, mobile phone, and £32,150.00 in spending money… Only jesting!

1Mon07cLocked up and down to the lobby. No one was about.

As I departed, Some more of the Willmott Dixon fencing had been removed. They must be getting close to finishing the outside of Woodthorpe Court, now.

I took this shot of the frontage of the 45 flatted new Winwood Extra Care block and Stabsfeldwebeless Wardens Nuclear Fallout Shelter and Stun-Gun safe, and Holding Cells, block. Hahaha! They seem to be making decent progress on it now.

I greeted a few of the Willmott Dixon lads as I passed on my way to the Nottingham City Homes, Winwood Heights, Hauptbereitschaftsleiteress Warden’s Temporary HQ.  Sarcasm & Insult distribution area. Tenants Socialisationistical Meeting Shed. Telling Inchcock off Zone. Where things like crockery and pottery get stolen from, Rumourmongering Clinic, and somewhere to rest while waiting for the bus, Portakabin. 

Angel Gould, Olympic Arbitration Champion, financial advisor to Angelina Jolie and Nottingham City Homes Obergruppenführeress Patch Commander was passing in her Rolls Royce and stopped to talk to me. She would talk to me later in the hut.

I got inside the Portakabin. I made my way to see Generalleutnantess Warden Deana and
Generaloberstess Warden Julie. We spoke about…
Ah, I remembered, I am barred by the Nottingham City Homes Management, from mentioning anything taking place between Nottingham City Homes agents, representatives or employees and myself.

Many tenants arrived, and I managed to get a few laughs and little chinwags.

Angel Gould, Catwalk Model, Trainer for the Olympic bob slay team, and Nottingham City Homes Obergruppenführeress Patch Commander came in, and we spoke. But I won’t mention that she has kindly requested an NCHs Pest Control chap to call and see me later about the EIBWBBBs

I joined the gang at the bus stop as both buses arrived. Everyone got off in Sherwood, apart from Doreen and myself. I dropped in Daybrook and made my way to the Arnot Hill Municipal Park, and went to have a natter with and feed the Mallards and pigeons. Here are the photos I took of the birds.

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I’m out of food for them again now. Must get some more if time tomorrow after, or before, the blood test. Which has been set for 10:20hrs, most annoying.

1Mon16Said cheerios to the Mallards, which tickle the people nearby me. Hehe! And have a hobble into Arnold.

I thought their version and idea of a Christmas tree was, well… Crap!

I looked in the Chambers’ butchers to see if they had any of their home-made roast belly pork slices. It was evident to me that the stuff on show was from yesterday, and fatty too. So I carried on and called into the Boyes store to see if they had any of foot spray on the shelves. Nope! So I pressed on and called in the Iceland store. I came out with a jar of red onion caramelised chutney and a pack of smoked ham offcuts.

1Mon17 I hobbled along to the Asda Walmart store.

Where I did get carried away a bit. Tsk! I came out much later with Cheapo strawberry jelly and custard desserts. Fire & Smoke Texan Hot Dogs with Chilli coriander and pimento. Expensive but tasty in the extreme, and they had a good use by date of 02.03.2019! Seasoned potato slices. Ready-sliced mushrooms. Finally, some cheesy topped rolls. Which I plan to have 1Mon20(the cheesy rolls) with the offcuts of smoked ham, tomatoes, gherkins and a boiled egg perhaps. But, of course, it is a long way off yet, so things can change.

A bit like Brexit! Humph!

The cheesy topped roll looked appealing and felt nice and soft into the bargain.

1Mon18I paid at normal serviced check out, and hobbled with the two bags up to the bus stop.

By the time the bus arrived there was a decent crowd that had joined me.

When the L9 arrived, and we all got on, the weather kept changing from bright to gloomy on the route back to the flats.

1Mon19I took this picture through the bus window, just before we arrived in Sherwood.

Angela and Roy, Shirley and Bob got on the bus there.

We were all soon back at the ever-changing Winwood Heights complex. Typically, many folks would make their way to the Nottingham City Homes, Winwood Heights, Hauptbereitschaftsleiteress Warden’s Temporary HQ.  Sarcasm & Insult distribution area. Tenants Socialisationistical Meeting Shed. Reprimanding Inchcock Zone. Where things like crockery and pottery get stolen from, Rumourmongering Clinic, and somewhere to rest while waiting for the bus, Portakabin. Where a patient queue would form to utilise the services of the WC.  But not today. They were advised that the workmen will be digging up the ground outside all day, to find the cause of the leak. I had to smile at this, sorry.

I walked to the apartments with Angela and Roy, inside a lovely natter was had twixt us with Mo and Olive joining in. Handed out some nibbles, then I made my way up to the flat.

Nosh put away and got on updating this blog, until…

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1Mon21Fed-up, I gave up and got the meal ready.

WD 51.0.0 Oh, dear and what a shame. The plate of fodder looked good and smelt good. But flavourwise, it was a bit of a calamity for my gustatory organs.

The tomatoes were bitter, the beetroots had the taste and texture of what I imagine ball bearings would have, and the cheesy cobs were unstimulatingly insipid. Only the smoked ham offcuts were really eatable with any modicum of enjoyment. Thus, a Flavour-Rating of 3.5/10 for this much left on the plate, effort. Grumph!

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The skies still continued to go from dark to light. The photographicalisations above were taken about five minutes between each other.

The weariness dawned on me, concentration shot to pieces. However, I did remember to do an EIBWBBB patrol and spraying session.

Now this, I found amazing. I did not come across a single Weevil dead or alive anywhere! Had they been told of Opera singer, Oberführeress Angela’s plan to organise and despatch a Nottingham City Homes Pest Control Operative to the flat? Hehehe! Mayhap they are in the process of moving to a safer environment in another apartment? Or, is it another of their cunning schemes to fool me? Mmm?

1Mon25I went to get a drink of the spring water and lemon cordial, and the sky was now looking beautiful.

Red Sky at Night – Shepherds Delight!

I settled down with a handfull of jelly babies and the drink, on the £300 second-hand recliner. I perused what was on the box, and found a couple of programmes I really fancied watching… Huh! Zzzz!

Inchcock Today – Tuesday 20th November 2018: Weevils counter attack! Warfarin blood test – out shopping. Had many chinwags today, which I liked.

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Tuesday 20th November 2018

Japanese: 2018年11月20日火曜日

2350hrs: I woke aware of the continuity of my minds utter confusion. It’s vain attempts to disentangle, organise or even comprehend what the stampeding, macaronic imbroglio of regular, with the odd inopinate thoughts of fears, needs, desires, misunderstanding, jealousies and self-loathing that were once again permeating my poor tortured brain. Blimey, did I type that?

Slowly the mind returned to its regular lackadaisical, gutless, listless beyond-caring mode. Phew! I don’t know what happens during my so-called hours of sleep, but I’m sure that there is little real rest attained. I think I might have been fitted with an Energizer Ultimate Lithium+ ticker battery at the hospital in mistake for one Asda’s own label. Hehehe!

I freed my body with is saggy,  flaccid, gone to seed stomach from the £300 second-hand recliner, and made my way to the wet room. Onto the Porcelain Throne, the evacuations was a big one this morning, but still a bit messy. I managed to read a couple of pages of the Clarkson bio book.

2Tue06WD128.0.0 I spotted the odd Evil Ironclad boll weevil biting beetle on the flooring of the wet room. All dead.

I keep a can of the Bug Killer Spray in each room, so I distributed the contents over the floor, coughed a bit, and set off on a reconnoitre, giving each room the once-over.

2Tue04In the spare room, I could only find a few baby evil Ironclad boll weevil biting beetles. Worryingly, though tiny, they were live ones.

The spray was used again. But my attack was a failure as it blew away a few of the beasts, the rest disappeared in the cracks in the sealing on the new window frames and shelf. One up to the Weevils this time! Haha!

2Tue05To the kitchen, I only found three weevils in there. One a live one.

More deadly bug spray was distributed.

WD128.0.0 They are so very smart and cunning these damned Evil Ironclad boll weevil biting beetles, you know. They keep fooling me into believing they are on the wain, retreating or dead. Then they appear again with reinforcements and counter attack! I have learnt to keep spraying several times a day, of course, the bug killer may kill me before it does for them. Tsk! If I live, the Bank Manager will be after me for the fortune I’m spending on Rentokil, Raid and Sanmex bug killer sprays.

After I had stopped coughing, I went back to the wet room for a hand-washing session.

Did the Health Checks, and I took the medications.

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2Tue02fThe note I’d left on the TV screen reminded me about the early morning appointment I requested for my blood test appointment, was for 0700hrs!

I wish they could do this regularly, or even everytime. It suits me down to the ground, although if there is snow on the ground, then it would not be suitable. Hehe!

2Tue03Got the computer going and updated the Excel Warfarin blood test page.

The got the photographs from the camera to use on updating yesterdays Inchcock Today.

Took me a few hours to get done and posted off.

By which time I had to get a move on and start this one off, as the time was rushing by and I need to have everything done for 0500hrs, so I can out for my walk to the surgery at 0600hrs to allow myself time to arrive in time. Not knowing how the ailments will be with me on the hobble has to be taken into consideration. Did you see that? I was making plans and thinking. Amazing! Hehehe!

Off to the wet room to get the ablutions sorted and had an SSWW.

2Tue09Dropped two black bags down the waste chute on the way out.

The early morning (o6oohrs) was damp, dank and with a fantastic colouration and hue.

I poddled along Chestnut Walk, it was silent, without seeing a soul or animal. I realised I could not hear any birds singing.

WD128.0.0 I had not got the hearing aids either! Schlemiel!

The scenery as I walked down Winchester Street, was absolutely beautiful.

Not too cold or windy.

A few people were walking up the hill.

The walk up the hill along Mansfield Road and down into Carrington produced some wonderful photos.

Arrived at the Sherrington Park Surgery at 0650hrs for the 0700hrs appointment.

The inner door was still locked, so I got the crossword book out.

0713hrs, the door was opened. I carried on with the crosswords inside.

Pleasingly, Nurse Nichole fetched me and took the blood. We managed a little chinwag and laugh, cause it took a while for the blood to stop flowing today. Thanked her and handed over the nibbles. Left some for the other staff on reception as I departed.

The hobble into Sherwood produce some more, not so colourful as the day dawned, pictures.

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2Tue12I got some bits from the shop, Croissants, bread, cooked Polish meats, and a few potatoes.

As I turned into Winchester Street Hill, the skyline was unquestionably one of the most stunning I’ve seen in a long time, here or elsewhere, I thought.

WD128.0.0 Back-Pain Brenda started to play up as I hobbled up the incline.

A little farther up the hill I crossed the road and took another shot of it, zoomed in more and tried a panorama shot, thus losing three-quarters of a car. Hehe!

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Back in the flat, I put away the fodder and got on with updating this.

Out to catch the bus. Most pleasant nattering sessions in the Nottingham City Homes, Winwood Heights, Generaloberstesses Wardens Temporary HQ. WC, Willmott-Dixon workers breakfast and tea-break room. Sarcasm & Insult distribution area. Tenants Socialisationalistic Area. Telling Inchcock off Zone. Crockery and pottery to be stolen from location, and residents porta-cabin.

A big crowd of Winwood Heights residents at the bus stop. More chinwags. Mary, Caroline, Angela, etc. Nattered with Mary on the bus to Arnold. Where I dropped off and went to talk to and feed the Mallard Ducks and pigeons in Arnot Hill Park.

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Walked into Arnold and called into the Wilko store. Got some cashew nuts, jelly babies and cleaners. When I came out, it was drizzling a bit. Walked to the Chambers cooked meat shop to investigate if they had any of their home-made roast belly pork on display. They did, but it was far too fatty.

The rain stopped as I hobbled along to the Asda (Walmart) superstore. I bought some more cooked chestnuts, they only had four packs left on the shelves, so I took them all. There was a decent use by date on them. Two lemon yoghourts. Potatoe slices. Bits, for the nibble box. Wholemeal flatbreads for the freezer. Fresh tomatoes. Best of all, they had some of the Lemoncello Desserts in stock again. They really are irresistible to me!

WD128.0.0 Paid at the self-serve checkouts, well, after a bit of a farce or two, I did! I kept doing something wrong, and the red light came on. I’d put the full basket on the wrong side of the machine. So I moved to the next free till, as there was no sign of any assistance arriving. Cocked that one up too! Don’t know what I did wrong, though. Two assistants at the far end stood chinwagging and showing no interest in all the red lights I’d set off… So I moved to a third till! Ah, this one worked!

2Tue15cRushed as best I could, out into the rain and got to the bus stop shelter. The L9 was due in two minutes, according to the electronic signboard. So I only just made it in time. The L9 arrived fifteen minutes later.

Mary was on the bus, so I sat next to her for a gossiping session all the way back to the flats.

When we arrived in Sherwood, the rain had 2Tue15dstopped again, and Roy from the flats got on, and I took this cunningly clandestine snap of him as he did so. Haha!

Walked with Mary back to Woodthorpe Court. Mary is moving in a couple of days, up to a single flat on the fifteenth top floor. She says its beautiful, and already carpeted as well. Pleased for her I am.

Into the flat, and I had an SSWW (Short Sharp Wee-Wee). Put the fodder purchase away and did the Health Checks, then took the medications.

2Tue15eI put some seasoned sliced potatoes in the oven.

Made some Sopoka pork loin sandwiches, added sliced mini tomatoes, pickled gherkins, chestnuts and roast dried onions to the plate.

Lemon and lime flavoured spring water and a pot of the Lemoncello Dessert (Ingredients: Water , Glucose Syrup , Sponge Biscuits (12%) [Pasteurised Free Range Whole Egg, Wheat Flour, Sugar, Dextrose, Emulsifier (Mono- and Diglycerides of Fatty Acids), Glucose-Fructose Syrup, Raising Agents (Diphosphates, Sodium Carbonates)] , Whipping Cream (Milk) (9.1%) , Limoncello Liqueur (8.5%) [Water, Glucose Syrup, Alcohol, Flavourings] , Sugar , Lemon Juice (7.6%) , Mascarpone Cheese (Milk) (5.4%) , Skimmed Milk Powder , Coconut Oil , Candied Lemon Zest (2.1%) [Lemon Zest, Glucose-Fructose Syrup, Sugar, Lemon Juice] , Marsala Wine , Pasteurised Free Range Egg Yolk , Cornflour , Citrus Fibre , Thickener (Carrageenan) , Emulsifier (Mono- and Diglycerides of Fatty Acids) , Gelling Agents (Pectins) , Flavourings , Preservative (Potassium Sorbate) , Colour (Carotenes) , Lemon Concentrate , Safflower Extract. But the still taste just grand, to me! Hehe!

Washed the pots and did the last Health Checks. Had an SSWW.

Got the TV on, I think ten minutes into the programme, I nodded off. Had a dream about me drowning, fell out of a boat on a canal.

Sprang awake with a start! Passed wind from the rear end. This alone encouraged me to get up… realised as I emancipated my corpulent, overweight body from the £300 second-hand recliner, it was only 21:30hrs!

I stayed up. Tsk!

 

Inchcock – Fri 9 Nov 2018: Whoopsiedangleplops on waking. Weevil War continues. Had a good hobble out. Pavement Cyclist Threats. Some great nattering session, too!

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TFZers Joycie and Keith living it up – Lucky Keith!

Friday 9th November 2018

German: Freitag, 9 November 2018

2240hrs: I sprang into semi-life, proffering I think, an involuntary and audible muttering of “Hurrerbglobwot” which was my expergefactor for today.

The brain, although a little wayward, seemed to seemed to have activated at the same time as my physical activity began… which was trying to catch the TV remote control as it slid off of my superfluous and over my generously-sized wobbly abdominal region.

5Fri006WD0.0.128 The farcicalness began…

  • The right leg slipped off of the Ottoman, and my heel clouted against the metal workings of the £300 second-hand recliner.
  • I slid (Well, rolled in a blubbery fashion) down towards the floor, put my hand out to limit any possible upcoming damage, and I missed the Ottoman, hence giving myself a little painful, but what turned out to be a very pretty, fetching purple-like coloured wherret on the right chin.
  • Getting back up, I banged my left knee on the recliner arm.

However, all was not as bad as it at first seemed. Despite the Accifauxpas, none of the ailments appeared to have been set off. Not even, Arthur Itis, Back-Pain-Brenda or Hippy Hilda? No complaints from me!

I hobbled delicately to the wet room for a wee-wee. Then to the kitchen, to take the medications, do the Health Checks and take a photograph of my newly acquired welt. Hehe!

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The weight had gone up a smidge again. I decided to have a decently distanced hobble later today. Although, the weather forecast made me think twice about this. I got the computer on and took a look at the forecast for Nottingham.

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5Fri08High winds, but the rain is not due until 1900hrs, so it should be safe for me to have a hobble, might try to have a chinwag and feed the ducks again.

I got the Thursday Diary updated and sent off to WordPress.

Had a wee-wee, and noticed the absence of Evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetles, well, not free of them, but there were only three juvenile weevil bodies in the whole wet room! Cheered by this, I decided it still needed to have a reconnoitering reconnaissance, perlustration… So I did, with Bug Killer Sprays to hand! Just as well!

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Dead weevils in the kitchen doorway again, not too many. But I still gave a dollop of spray all around. Off to the spare room, where one live weevil and several deceased were located on the new unwanted, cosmetically now ruined by the bug spraying windows shelf. More spraying and coughing took place. Hehe!

5Fri001Back to the kitchen to make a brew of tea.

I found just one more Evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetle, that was not there ten minutes earlier? It was on the way to Weevil-Heaven, so the spraying must have taken effect quickly enough.

I then notice a few tiny weevils as well, all on the top of the stove.

5Fri08aWent on the TFZ Facebooking site.

Got the ablutions sorted, and changed ready to go on my hobble to see the Mallards (Anas platyrhynchos Anatidae Anseriformes Aves).

I decided to buy some extra food while I was out, for the Mallards, as I hope to get to visit them over the holiday period, wither at Arnot Hill Park, or the Nottingham Arboretum.

Got the bags ready, checked I had everything, and went to collect the hearing aids from the front room…

WD0.0.128 I tripped on the carpet and visited the floor. The unfortunate bit about it was my landing on the Picker-Upper stick, and breaking it!

What a schlemiel! 

So I added a new Picker-Upper tool on the shopping list!

5Fri09Set off down to go on the Mallard mission. I met a couple of resident gals, and had a chinwag for a while, before setting out form the foyer and taking this parting shot of all three courts. Woodthorpe, the New Extra Care Unit and Winchester Cathedral… no, I mean Court. Hahaha!

A smidge overcast5Fri10, but the weather was not too cold.

I set off on my Marathon Hobble, up the gravel path hill, and into Woodthorpe Grange Park.

Anne Gyna kicked off but soon left me when I got on the level ground at the top. Where I spotted two squirrels, seemingly playing on and around a tree. Bootiful!

Not the best of photographs, but I had to take them quickly as soon as they stopped jumping about. Bless them.

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5Fri014This cheered me up.

I got onto Mansfield Road and turned right towards Daybrook.

And found myself singing away as I ambled along.

But not for long.

5Fri015This Herbert of a Nottinghamian Pavement Cyclist all but hit me as he went by from behind at I estimate, as 20 mph!

I shouted out to the uncaring villain. But his speed was so great there was no chance of his hearing my voice. I had to zoom in to get a shot of him. The Kvetch!

5Fri016Ten minutes further along the road, and another Herbert came cycling towards me from the other direction on the footpath.

As he got level with me and about three feet away, I just said to him; “Thanks for that, mate!”. In reply, he questioned my parentage with one word! Oh, dear!

The ailments continued to be kind to me, and I got a bit of a pace going.

Unfortunately, I was not quick enough to get a photograph of the next Nottinghamiam PAvement Cyclist who came from behind in a few hundred yards further along the road. He was riding a three-wheeled yellow painted bike, or I should say tricycle, and pulling a trailer behind, also painted yellow. He magically disappeared, too; I know not where!

Eventually, I arrived at the Arnot Hill Park Pond. Where I enjoyed a natter and feeding the Mallards and other types of ducks I’d not seen there before. Temporary immigrant ducks, perhaps? I took these photographs of them.

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I walked into Arnold, I had 50-minutes before the next bus home arrives. 

5Fri019aSo I had a shop around to find the best bird food to stock up on. I called in the Wilko store and got some plain and Niger seeds for the birds, and £6 lighter in the pocket.

Then to the Saver shop, but they still had not got any of the cheapo Haemorrhoid Cream, Lemon Sprays or Strong black bags in stock. Tsk!

Then on to Asda, where I took a leisurely walk around, being tempted to things I could do without well-enough! Schlemiel! I bought mint sauce, vinegar, pickled eggs, a turnip, chestnuts, more bird seed, a packet of Scottish Shorties, a lemon dessert, two bread rolls and some beetroot. I used the self-service tills, but on this occasion needed assistance twice from the lady supervising. Tsk!

It was still too early for the bus home, so I limped to the Fulton Food Store. I came out with some Social Hour raffle prize nibbles, and some beef chunks. Only £4.29 spent in there.

5Fri20Then I remembered the  Picker-Upperer. So I called at the Seacroft Mobility shop. I bought a Revo Reacher 32″. £15 spent on it.

I went to the bus stop and waited for the L9 bus. Got on with the heavy bags, and took out the Crossword book. Cyndy got on later, and I put the crossword book away. I wonderful nattering session and laugh later, we arrived back at the flats. Cyndy offered to carry one of the bags for me. bless her cotton socks. More laughter and gossip as we made our way to the lift. Said my farewells and thanked her, to the apartment and a much-needed wee-wee was taken. Haha!

I put the purchases away. Then checked without opening the lid, on the carrots and peas I’d left on in the slow cooker, looked alright. Got the oven warming and then got on with updating this blog. Put the lamb loin in an oven dish ready to go in the oven later.

Did the Health Checks and medications were taken. Returned to the updating of this post.

For some reason, Duodenal Donald kicked-off.

5Fri34Got the nosh served up.

Lamb Chump Steaks with lemon and mint. Carrots, peas, pickled gherkins, caramelised beetroot, red and yellow tomatoes. (I added a little extra mint to the lamb and peas).

Two small crusty rolls with some Light Lurpak butter.

And something new to me, a Limoncello Dessert. I enjoyed the meal and the sweet. The lamb was excellent, if expensive. A Flavour Rating of a deserved 9.56/10 given!

6Sat10Having eaten it all up, not a crumb left on the plate, I went to wash the pots, and read the ingredients of the Limoncello!

Just take a look at the contents listing here, please.

Had I read this beforehand, I might not have bought it. All the same, it did go down well! Even if the largest ingredient was water! Hehehe!

I put on a Jean-Claude Van Damme DVD film that I bought years ago and have not got around to watching. Titled, Double-Team. I still haven’t watched it… I kept dropping off and rewinding. Not that it wasn’t a good film. The odd bits I saw were entertaining and fun. I was just too drained and weary. I gave up, turned everything off and was in the land of Nod in minutes! Ahh, nice!

Inchcock – Monday 1st October 2018: Life’s ackamarackus pondered over – Boll Weevils counter attack – Mini-Marathon – Nottingham Pavement Cyclist galore!

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Monday 1st October 2018

Sudanese: Senén 1st Oktober 2018

1155hrs: WDPBL02b I sprang awake this morning (Well, evening, Haha!) rather than just woke up. Mentally that is, not physically. Although a hint of melancholia was in there somewhere. How life’s ackamarackus, failures and trials had got me to this stage, this age, if you like, led the brain on a sinuous thought and time-travelling meandering session, that only led me to further unnerving psychogenic discomforture. No resolutions or understandings were gleaned, of course. The more the mind pondered, the more scepticism and disorientation I felt.

WDPBL02b Then, by good fortune, I knocked over the bottle of clementine juice from the Ottoman, as I began to raise my over-abundant torso from the £300 second-hand recliner. Thus, freeing my mind of the throng, the myriad of deep thoughts. The bottle rolled along the carpet and knocked over the hand-hoover and its charging base. Back to reality! Thank heavens the cap was still screwed shut on the bottle!

As I escaped the recliner and started to sort out the mess I’d made, another bit of good news was identified – there were no signs of any nocturnal nibbling anywhere in the room.

I made my way for a short-sharp-stinging wee-wee. Washed the hands and noticed several dead, asylum seeking, immigrant bloodsucking Evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black beetles bodies on the wet room floor. So I sprayed some more of the ‘Raid’ bug killer around.

WDPBL02b Then, I needed another short-sharp-stinging wee-wee. Oh, dear!

To the kitchen and got the Health Check things ready. But this task had a wait, for the morning call to the Porcelain Throne arrived. Not such a messy affair this morning.

Completed the Health Checks and made up last weeks record.

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The weight was up again last week and this morning for that matter. Grumph!

I made a pungent brew of Assam tea, took the medications and got the computer going. The internet was not too slow this morning.

Got on with completing the Sunday Post and got it sent off to WordPress. I went on the WP Reader for a while.

Then made a start on this blog.

001On to the TFZer Facebook, to post some photographs and peruse the page.

On to CorelDrawing.

Made a graphic of Willmott Dixon’s Incharge Ian for a bit of fun. Hope he gets a laugh and likes it. 

Ablutions all done, and I set out on a Marathonish mini-hobble to Arnold.

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Limping up the newly sanded old gravel hill to Woodthorpe Grange Park, my poor beloved Tree-Copse was looking very sad and dilapidated, neglected and untended.

But, a few of the canines were taking their owners on the field for a game of ‘fetch the ball’ Haha!

The trip had more Pavement Cyclist incidents than ever before. I’ve collated them here for you to see the naughty Nottingham Pavement Cyclists. There were many more that I could not get to photograph in time, too!

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WDPBL02b I wouldn’t mind if the cyclists were aware of elderly, sight and hearing impaired people. They come too close and make folks jump. None of them seems to have a bell or horn either. Never mind, live and let live without fear… which I wish they would let others do!

A bit of a nip was in the air this morning.

I plodded on and arrived in Daybrook, and into the Arnot Hill Park to the duck pond.

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1Mon07bNot a single pigeon there this morning. Perhaps the   Columbidae Columbiformes Columbimorphae Aves are late risers?

After having a chinwag with the birds, (They didn’t answer me, not one the even quake at me?)

I left via the top gate, taking this photo as I did so.

1Mon07cCaught the cold sun glinting against the water.

I pressed on.

When I arrived in Arnold, the rush hour traffic was starting to build up a bit.

It goes to show how quickly it gets lighter in a morning now, most of the vehicles still had their lights on.

1Mon08WDPBL02b What a shame, there were three more retail shops closed down now from last weeks visit.

Sadly, the gents clothiers I often but from, Greenwoods, was one of them.

No more bargain-priced clothing for me then, Humph!

I called in the Fulton Foods shop. I got a pack of six mini bags of Pork Scratchings. (one for me to try, and five to go in the Social Hour nibble box). And some just out of date Golden Wonder Chippie Curry flavoured chipsticks.

Then hobbled (Feet now beginning to sting) to the Asda Walmart store and had a good wander around. I bought a bit of stuff, well, a lot of things. I found they were selling some Cheese Thins Biscuits with pickle flavour and could not resist trying some. Rice cakes BBQ and Salt & Vinegar flavours. Nibbles for the box, potatoes, green beans, bitter lemon and orange yoghourt and a sliced cob of Coburg bread (Never seen these before) A bit risky trying the Asda bakery made bread, their sourdough and bloomer loaves I found to be both tasteless.

WDPBL02b I used the self-serve check-outs. I had to get assistance three times! The first time, on the first swipe, I had to wait eight minutes, (Yes, I had my new second-hand £2 wristwatch on, Haha!) and then had to signal to the assistant-lady to point out the flashing red light above the machine. I did feel a fool, I’d put the basket of shopping on the wrong side of the till! Klutz! I have no idea what went wrong on the other two occasions. But I got a look from the woman that said “Oh, the old fool!” both times. Hehe!

WDPBL02b I paid and went to the photo booth thingy. Got the SD card in, was picking out those I wanted to print, and the machine told me it needed a service and was unavailable. Tsk!

1Mon09Out with the two bags of shopping, to catch the L9 bus back to the flats.

The Daybrook Church looked nice against the blue skies background as we passed it on the bus.

When we got to Sherwood, a neighbour, Brian or Bert, I think got on. He gave me a nod in response to my cheery “Hello, you alright, mate?” as he passed by to get seated.

I was well tired out, and in urgent need of a wee-wee by the time we arrived back on Chestnut Way, at the complex.

Got in and had another short-sharp-wee-wee.

1Mon10Set about getting the meal ready.

Put some seasoned sliced potatoes in the oven, and made some buttered Coburg bread sandwiches with slices of pork knuckle and herbs. On the plate with the spuds, tomatoes, sliced apple, a few BBQ flavoured pork scratchings.

I have to say, the Asda (Walmart) Coburg bread, was delicious! As was the Lurpak soft spreadable butter and pork knuckle within it! A definitely worthy 9.45/10 for Flavour-Rating for this effort!

As I went to the kitchen to wash the things up, I spotted:

1Mon12WDPBL02b This time the immigrant bloodsucking evil ironclad Boll-Weevil black beetles bodies were of a more mature kind, bigger! Most of them were dead, but a few somewhat even larger ones were still alive, and they very quickly shot off, to where, I don’t know where!

I then declared war on the beasts who attacked my apartment from the holes and cracks left from the plastering of the surrounding walls of the new windows. Unequivocally, a casus belli situation now!

I finished of three part-used cans of the Raid and Rentokil bug killer can, in all the infested rooms, which meant of course all of the rooms!

1Mon13I got myself down to watch some TV. Why do I bother trying?

The nodding offs began almost immediately.

Then a longer one of about an hour.

More nod-offs varying between two and ten-minutes duration.

Then another one of about two hours. I woke, still feeling so tired, and went off for a short-sharp-wee-wee.

Had a drink of orange juice and drifted off again.

Woke at 0015hrs, and decided to get up. Tsk!

 

 

 

Inchcock Today Monday 31st July 2017 – Lousy night – better morning.

Monday 31st July 2017

Cebuano: Lunes 31st Hulyo 2017

What a horrible nights so called sleep. I actually think I got in four hours of sleep. But over a period of 12 hours! Dreams were rampant, short and frequent leaving me with memories of only the last one, and that one was of long-gone physical pleasure. And I assumed this was what had started ‘things’ bleeding, which I noticed as soon as I woke properly around 0625hrs. Out of the £300 second-hand recliner and to the wet room, where Inchy was cleaned up and medicated after a disturbingly loose Porcelain Throne Session.

I got back and tried to get back to sleep again, feeling strangely tired still. There was no chance of that as the brain started to fret, worry and analyse things, logicality and understanding absquatulated from my mind.

Within ten minutes of settling, another demand for a Porcelain Throne session forced me out of the recliner and back to the wet room. The complete opposite this time, rock hard? Wee-wee demands were frequent and numerous throughout the morning.

Gave up trying to catch up on any sleep again, and went into the kitchen to do the Health Checks and take the medications.

Took the top and this picture of the parked cars. The top one was the first time I’ve ever managed to take a vista shot on my camera, I tried several times, only this one worked.

Got the computer on and checked the calendar. Finished off the Sunday diary and started this one off. The wee-weeing continued for ages?

Checked the Emails and did some WordPress reading. Wee-wee.

Went to make a brew and:

Dang me, more tar spots on the window! Nice looking morning, though.

Had a bash at cleaning them off. Trapped my fingers in the flipping gap against the frame again. Failed to get any spots off, but I think I scared them a bit cause they are a lot lighter in colour now?

0900hrs: Tended to the medicationalisationing of Little Inchy, Haemorrhoid Harold and the blood blister marks on the knuckles.

Readied things just in time to catch the bus.

Hope to go into Arnold, visit the Arnot Hill Park and feed the ducks, then walk into Arnold proper and call at a few shops in the hope of obtaining some cheap nail polish remover and a Razor scraper. So I can tackle the kitchen window tar spots again later.

A new work van on site as I poddled along Chestnut Walk.

I crossed the road onto where the car parking is now, and further down I found a bit of Nottingham Street Art at the side of a van.

It happened to be a Nottingham City Homes trailer, not that I assumed the empty consumed alcoholic bottles were left there by any of their dedicated workforces, of course.

At the bus stop, the bench was filled up with tenants, female tenants. And good chin wag and laugh ensued while we waited for the bus. ‘All Aboard’, and in Sherwood, everyone, bar me got off. I was abandoned!

Hehe!

The bus took a little longer to get to Daybrook, due to the long ‘Diversion’ for road works.

Dropped off and hobbled towards the park and pond.

At the mini-island where I took the right road to Arnot Hill, the security fencing had been taken out and mangled by some vehicle or other and been thrown over the wooden fencing to the McDonald 24-hour Eat-in or Take-away place.

As I went into the park further down, Anne Gyna gave me a few nasty pangs and a funny turn. I decided just to take some photographs, and then return to the apartment. Didn’t feel up to walking into Arnold and shopping, poor old thing!

Took these in order as presented in the park.

I left through the top gate and gingerly hobbled to the bus stop, just as the sky began to threatened rain or a storm.

But neither arrived.

Got on the bus and sat next to a tenant on the 15th floor of my block. The lady in the white coat in the photo below, bless her. We had a good natter away during the journey. In Sherwood, we picked up some more residents and were soon back at the flats.

Again, I was the slowest of us all in hobbling back along Chestnut Walk to the apartments from the bus stop.

Huh!

The lady hung back and walked with me to and up the lift. Very kind of her! Said our Cheery byes and back to the flat, I call home.

Took the afternoon medications with extra painkillers, did the health checks, had a wee-wee, cleaned and medicated Little Inchy and made a brew. Then on the computer, checked the Emails and then on CorelDraw to work on some graphicalisationing preparations.

Eventually got the TFZer graphic finished. I used one of the photographs taken at the Park as a background. Hope they like it.

Got the fodder prepared and digested while watching some Boon DVD episodes.

Had extra cheese on top of the vegetarian Cottage pie, potatoes garden peas and an apple added. Followed by a plain yoghourt with some gorgeous Maple Syrup stirred into it.

To the Porcelain Throne and washed the dining pots.

Then, boy did it rain!

Now Little Inchy was bleeding once again, but no as bad as recently.

Got the last of the day Health checks sorted and took the medications.

Fell sleep, woke up and watched some Law & Order on the gogglebox, fell asleep, woke up and watched some LAw & Order on the gogglebox, fell asleep…

Tsk!