Sunday 13th November 2016
In Bengali: রবিবার 13 নভেম্বর 2016
Wide awake and with a massive thirst on me at 0130hrs. I sort of lurched my way out of the £300 second-hand recliner and into the kitchen Still Coughing.
Made a strong brew of tea, took the morning medications. (Far too early, but still). The kitchen thermometer read 57°f – 14°c, but I thought it felt warmer. Then I realised I was still wrapped up in so many clothes, woolly hat, gloves, jammies, Long Johns, socks, slippers and a dressing gown; it is no wonder I thought it was warmer than of late despite the low thermometer reading. No signs of any fog or mist this morning. The Living come bedroom felt like it had warmed up too, I checked the storage radiator in case it had started working again, but no. The surface was still very cold, almost as if it were refrigerated?
I got the computer going to update this claptrap.
Had a look on Google for the Nottingham forecast for the week.
It didn’t look too bad, no mention of any fog, mist or frost, so that was good!
Completed a WRHD session without any bleeding at all from anywhere! Another good start?
I got the card from the camera to get the photograph of last night’s nosh to add to Saturdays diary. I used the old Sony camera instead of the new Lumix one because I’m fed-up of losing photographs after I’ve taken them, and have no idea what I am doing wrong!
This Sony camera is older and a little slower with far fewer options available on it, and it is much slower, and the flash has to be manually opened to use it. It is bulkier too. But the photos I take on it do not disappear into the ether! Hehe… yet! So, I’ll use this from now on I think, at least it has the option to take smaller photographs and that should save on memory? I took the picture above with a really old little X5 Canon camera. When I turned it on, a message told me to change the batteries (2xAA), so I did, and it still told me to change them, so I did again, swapped them for some different batteries (Morrison own label with October 2017 as use-by date) and threw away the old ones. As I took the photo, it told me to change them again?
I’ve come to the conclusion that any tasks that are; machine-driven, automated, motor-driven, power-driven, self-propelled, scholarly, technological, methodological, complicated, involving the requirement of educational knowledge, industrial, electrical, mechanical, modern, Computer related, Mobile phone related, plumbing, being brave or heroic, woodwork, metalwork or requiring social skills and or abilities, are not my forte!
Tended to yet another WRWW and put the kettle on ponce more. Took this shot through the kitchen window and couldn’t resist doctoring it somewhat, as Elvis’s “And Marie’s the name, of his latest flame”had attached itself in my brain for some reason and I’ve been singing it ever since!
♫ A very old friend came by today
Cause he was telling everyone in town
About the love that he just found
And Marie’s the name of his latest flame
He talked and talked and I heard him say
That she had the longest blackest hair
The prettiest green eyes anywhere
And Marie’s the name of his latest flame… ♫
Did some Facebooking. Did some graphicalisationing and posted them off.
Got my ablutionisationing done. WRWW, and dressed to take the glass jars to the recycling bins.The weather looked very nice. When I got down and out of the building, there was very little wind and no frost at all.
The weather looked very nice. When I got down and out of the building, there was very little wind and no frost at all.
Ambled down to the bins, then thought I’d have a walk through the Copse and see if I could find n interesting view to photograph. Back to the end of Chestnut Walk, and soon changed my plans. The grass and soil were very wet and a bit dodgy for walking up the hill to the Copse. So I went near the garage 
sidings trees and thought my luck was in. No sooner had I got the camera out that I notice branches shaking. I stood still as I could and eventually saw some squirrels running around. But they were too quick for me.
Tsk!
I went back to the flat made a cuppa and had some shortcake fingers and got the computer on to update this and do some more graphics on CorelDraw X8.
Olive’s Malcolm arrived with the desk loan chair.
Very kind of them to supply me with a safer seat.
With my problem of nodding off, I’m still looking for a similar chair with side arms that will prevent me from falling off if and when I do nod off! Hehe!
But this one will stop me falling backwards anyway. You’ve got to laugh!
Got the fodder prepared. Made the mess of the year in doing so too!
The poached eggs went all over the place, stuck to the cooker, pan, lid, floor and me!
By the time I gave up trying to clean up the pan and lid and threw them away, the food was cold, and I was depressed, but still ate it – not a good idea as it turned out. It looked fine on the dish, but everything on the plate disappointed. Ah, well!
I did manage to watch some TV for an hour or so before nodding off.
Down and got the machine going, back up and started the computer off, CorelDraw seems to be working better at this stage. (May regret saying that later, Tsk!)
Unhappily, as I threw the towel above my head to swing it over the rail, I stuck my finger on (Not up, Hehe) my nose, and the cold sore started bleeding and got some on the towel.
Cleared the things away and took my medications, then sorted the pots out for next week.
0732hrs: Back in a while…
This one a sort of Spot the Wild Animals (12 of them), nd I asked which animal would they like to keep, and which one would they get rid of. For a bit of fun like.
Got the fodder ready.
Made a start on a (Supposedly funny) post I had in mind.
Checked the vegetables and added some tomato puree to them.
The Copse was looking thinner now, but still beautiful.
The usual plentiful supply of Nottingham Pavement Cyclists was about all day.
Up the top floor and to the Market Place Stalls. Got some cashew nuts in dark chocolate and some in yoghourt mix.
I tried a few times to get decent what I call, ‘Moody’ photographs on my wander around.
As the bus passed Clinton Street, I tried again to get a ‘Moody’ as we passed the end of the street. This one didn’t work at all, did it?
Dismounted the £300 second-hand recliner chair and took a photograph of above the electric fire that doesn’t work on my way to visit the porcelain for a WRHD session.
Then afterwards, going into the kitchen carrying the camera, I somehow unintentionally took this photograph.
As I was washing after medicating my rear-end, I realised my sight was not good. Looked in the mirror and found that there was bruising internally underneath my eye and odd marks above on the eyelid.
Started the coughing again as I came out of the warm wetroom and into the unheated front room. I must remember to ask Deana if she is at the meeting if she has informed the works department of my storage heater conking out.
Tram back into town.
As we passed Clinton Street, I took this one through the bus window.
Back at the flat, I found a note telling me that the Personal alarms and some others had gone down, but was being worked on to be corrected.
f garden peas, pork sausages, potato cakes and ciabatta cobs. A lemon curd yoghourt to follow and a packet of vinegar flavoured Peasnaps afterwards.
A call came through on the mobile phone that stopped before I could get to it. 01767319860, I’ll put in on Google Chrome to see who it was.
Feeling tired and a bit down now. No alarms, no heating in the front room, no photographicalisationing permitted at the Social Hour, and not knowing when the loan radiator was due. I bet it’ll come while I’m at the clinic, hospital, shopping or surgery?
Got the clothes in the washing bag and plodded down to the laundry room. (Got dressed first like… Hehe!).
Acedia brought on by the miserable weather, a bit of snow that cleared then rain with a freezing fog and amber warnings to drivers and old folk on the radio!
Facebooking done despite my being so tired by now. some lovely comments tonoght.
vinegar flavoured thingamobobs to follow.
Hunger came over me early, so I got the stewed steak and gravy, two potatoes and the Crock-pot vegetables ready and ate it with some Sourdough Bread to soak up the gravy.
Then it hit me, the return of the grumbling innards!
I pressed on with WordPressing, graphic making and then onto Facebook. Concentration is not okay.
A nice long shower and change of togs and off to visit Olive. She was not very well at all. Her family were looking after her and calling each day. I collected some jars to go with mine to the bottle bank, and she asked me to post a letter for her.
Jessops to look if they had any suitable chairs for the computer for me. One chair seemed perfect, but it was £299. Some on show were up to £899 each!
To the end of the mall and towards the stairs onto the street.
As I came to the top of the stairs down to the street level, it was a depressing site.
much earlier than usual.
I opened the box that the phone arrived in: Look at this!
The sky looked a bit different than of late tonight. Mind you, it has forecast temperatures will fall to -4°c!
Down again to the laundry room and moved the stuff into the dryer – oh dear, someone had not cleaned out the filter again.
I had to do the Enoxaparin injection into the tummy this morning. No bother, I’m lucky with not having any fear of needles or hypodermics (Trypanophobia).
Got the fodder ready.
Couldn’t resist doing this graphic that represents some of the dreams. In which I was young, thin, fit and in a marathon race; But doing it asleep in the dream?
This hobble temporarily removed my feelings of acedia.
Slowly made my way into Sherwood and dropped off the bag of donations at the Hospice shop. Went down the hill and was tempted by the cream cakes in a shop window. I weakened and got one! All right then, got two! Tsk!
Then down and left onto Winchester Hill.
The fireworks were all in the distance it seemed.
Ablutions were done and out for a walk through the park to Sherwood, to catch a bus to Arnold.
onto Mansfield Road, I saw that the works that have been going on for a while now had reached the putting in of cement and iron poles next to the brick garden retaining wall.
Walked over the hill and down to the bus stop, caught a number 58 bus into Arnold. Which was a lot busier than usual today.
y. Humph! So no choice but to leave it and try to remember to try again on Monday or Tuesday next week.
Got on the bus and fellow resident Mary was on the bus. Had chat en route. When we got off, May was there just getting off a number L8 bus, and we all hobbled up in the lift together.
A WRWW and I got on with making the fodder.
Made a bit of a mess with the meal preparations… I overcooked the potato Gnocchi, ended up throwing it away.