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Sun 12/4/15 Inchcock: Worra Gloomy day…

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Sunday 12th April 2015

0703aWoke up 0630hrs full of memories of the dreams I’d remembered and by the time I’d got missen on the porcelain in response to an urgent call to duty – I’d lost everything that I’d had in me memory of the dreams from 30 seconds earlier.

Gawd, it’s so annoying that! Tut!

Coughing and sneezing this morning, runny nose too.

Took a photo of the ominous looking sky as limped gently down the stairs to make me cuppa and a pot of porridge and take me medications for breakfast.

0702meatsWhen I took out the milk from the fridge I noticed the cooked meats I’d bought yesterday and just looking at the packs brought the flavour of them to me throat. Without doubt two of the most flavourful and tasty cooked meats on the market methinks.

The Sopocka is a delicate sweet flavoured low fat meat that goes so well in a salad.

0701weedThe Krakowska is summat to get your teeth into, mixed meats chewy and tasty too. Bit fatty here and there, but the taste stays with you all day after you’ve enjoyed eating this – the only drawback is the Reflux Valve isn’t too keen on me eating it, so I only eat it rarely nowadays.

Neither can be called cheap but they are so yummy!

Chinese cheese seaweed goes very nice with the Sopocka in a salad.

Back to me diary, got carried away there… sorry.

Laptop on and after rebooting due to Serif draw freezing I managed to get the header fininshed for yesterdays post and sent it off.

Started this diary and Coreldraw froze – I’m getting a bit down about this – surely someone can do something it can’t be beyond the realms of having expectations to want a laptop that Coreldraw9 and Serif Draw x6 can work properly on. I’m getting closer to the end, and taking more and more time to do me graphics – then have to limit what I do. Grrr!

Feeling a bit lonely now… no idea why, nowts changed. Funny that innit? Does this happen to you?

0703StAndSorting though me photographs and graphics in an effort to delete some to save storage space and came across this photograph that I took yeterday and forgot to put in the diary, of St Andrews Church on Mansfield Road.

I took it through the bus window as it travelled over the lights, kind of nice I thought?

Windy again this morning, the drafts coming under the door and up me legs and arms. Brrr!

I’ve used Google Photos storage in conjunction with Picasa – sometimes it rearranges the photos back in different folders – most annoying, but they are there and it’s a free service.

Osb01Found an old graphic here about out wonderful political leaders wot I dun ages ago – with the elections coming up I thought post it again. I’ve posted it on Facebook as well.

Thought of a funny idea about me Electionion Card, so I am about to open Coreldraw9 and see if I can doctor it.

TTFN.

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MerWWI’m back – spent a few hours doing graphics for me blog and Facebook – Graphic prog’s did not crash (Yet) but they came close.

When I got these finished I was weary and hungry so made missen a potatoe based nosh to nosh like, with BBW chicken wings.

IMG_0004Saute potatoes in extra virgin olive oil, microwave chips and some tiny BBQ chicken wings – oh I just said that didn’t I – Tut!)

Watched a New Tricks DVD – and nodded off for half an hour.

Doing some Facebooking now.

The wind’s still a-blowin’ outside.

Damnatiions! had two dizzies on the stairs – crickey they’re doubling up on me now! Hehehe…

Took me evening medications.

Must remember to fetch me medications in the morning.

Inchcock Receives his Extra Election Aid 2015

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Inchcock’s Election Aid 2015

Asda3I’d like to thank the Nottingham Election team for sending me my Election Card – plus the extra advice on recent crime in the local area.

This they said was to enable those electors who cannot afford to pay for an escort, armoured taxi,  body guards or even Group4 security to accompany them to the polling station – to find the least dangerous route to the St John’s Church to cast their votes.

Nice thought that I thought…

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Sat 11/4/15 – Inchcock Today – Pavement Cyclists Galore in Nottingham!

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Saturday 11th April 2015

I woke up in a contorted position in which I nodded off in last night – early last night too – must have needed it because I reckon I got a good 10 hours kip in! Had to think a bit to work out what time and day it was… Hehe!

WC’d – mammoth results. Then remembered having the vegetables in black bean sauce last night and understood.

01M04Made a cuppa and took me medications.

Whilst searching for me  photograph of me morning medications I came across a graphic wot I created some time ago and am not sure if I used it before.

I think I made it for me relating of me dreams 0603perhaps?

Any-road I’ve posted it here.

I couldn’t recreate anything like this nowadays as the so called newer and more powerful laptop I got to replace the old deceased one, will not let me use Coreldraw or Serif Draw without freezing as soon as I start doing anything of an intricate nature on them.

Couldn’t recall any bits of me dreams last night – or indeed if I had any at all? Most unusual for me that!

Took me blood pressure and recorded it – treated my haemorrhoids (By the way, that is the very first time I written that word correctly first time – hehe).

Drizzling but sunny this morning – not that I’ve ventured out yet like.

Did some Facebooking, got yesterdays diary finished and posted and some blogging.

Titivated missen and went for a walk into town – with the intention of getting some shirts from Primark – topping up me pay-phone and getting milk… but we’ll see what happens once I’m out and about and me mind wanders. Tsk!

0604The sky was pretty when I left the dump to catch the bus to town, instead of walking due to the horrible high winds.

Got into the City centre, plenty of fold about this morning – in fact I had to keep an eye out for those on mobile phones, disability scooters and cyclists for fear of having me over like.

0605The sky had changed completely from earlier but the winds were still playing havok and a-blowin’ summat rotten!

I limped on down Miltn Street and to the crossing over Upper Parliament Street where the Nottinghomians usual try to commit suicide by bus bu ignoring the cross/don’t cross signals at the junction traffic lights.

As I stood waiting to cross the lights, I noticed the welcoming I’d have to tackle on the Clinton 0606Street pedestrianised road – a bit like going into a cup final.

I went into the EE shop (Yellow sign on the left of the picture) to top-up me pay-s-you-go mobile – but there were so many folk waiting I gave up and walked out and around to he Primark Store and had a poddle around for a while.

I did notice that they had some… er… erm… thingies like necklaces for the ladies on sale 0607that were only £2 to £5 each.

No idea what they made of but thought they looked nice so I took a photograph of them for the TFZ gals, then ignored the ‘rum’ look I got from an assistant and wandered back into the menswear department and tried on some hats.

None were big enough – Huh!

Ended up buying some socks and a pair of light jammies.

0608Left and wandered over the Slab Square where there were plenty of people but none of them using the fountains to play in today, it was far too windy.

Had a wobble down Wheeler Gate to Lister Gate to get me Mobile phone topped-up – again that one was too busy.

I came out a poddled back towards town and spotted a Car-Phone Warehouse shop and tried there – ah… not many in here so I got it done there.

Came out and slipped the Saxaphone player a quid.

Also sneaked some seeds to the pigeons.

0609Back through town and up to Tesco in Victoria Centre.

Where I wanted to get me milk from: ended up getting Marmite Crisps, crispy bacon, cheapo mini-roll cakes, underarm spray and mouthwash as well as me milk.

Limped back to the bus-stop via Trinity Square again, never known so many folk there.

Got on a bus using me pensioners free pass (Hehehe – I love it!).

0610Eventually we moved off and as we turned the corner into Milton Street the driver, quite rightly honked his horn at a bloke crossing over against the lights – the chap turned and glared at the driver. I reckon he was lucky the driver was on the ball and saw the idiot at all.

There were many pavement cyclist about in town, but being crowded and me feeling lazy I missed the opportunities to snap them.

We soon arrived at Carrington and I got off at the Co-op store and had a dizzy – as I recovered in seconds two pavement 0612cyclists appeared and with a nonchalantness called out for me to get out of the XXXX way as they passed!

Cheeky little monkeys…

I’m really glad I don’t own a gun now.

IMG_0040The twitchel was hoody free so I nipped through and back to the dump – Fatima and Fred popping down to be fed as I did.

WC’d.

Got a letter confirming me appointment that is to be at the Nottingham Treatment Centre ran by a private company using facilities in the new IMG_0002building behind the Queens Medical Centre.

Tuesday 21 April 2015 – 1440hrs – Dermatology – Doctor  Srgyridetian Schiouness. 

Made two burger sandwiches and ate me last bit of pork pie with em – followed by an ice lolly, lemon yoghurt and an apple.

Did this diary to here and then intended to do some Facebooking before I drifted off again…

Thur 9/4/15: Inchcock Today – A Day of Rest…

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Thursday 9th April 2015

I woke at 0625hrs – feeling freer than for ages – the good news about Sister Jane ringing about in my head and a sense of happiness in me heart.

I took me Blood pressure on me new machine – yesterday was Syst: 139 Dia: 67 Pulse: 78 – This morning Syst 156 Dia Pulse 83.

Perhaps a little high due to me being excited with the knowledge that Jane was okay and today should be an easier one for me – no medical appointments (until tomorrow) and a determination to get some blogging done now I can concentrate better. 

I rang Pete on me mobile and he sounded a different bloke – I’m so glad for em.

As I made a cuppa to take with me medications and some memories of the dreams I’d had lingered:

I was confined in some underground caves with two other peoples, no idea who they were but I liked them – searching (again) for something, maybe a treasure chest I think? Passages were narrow and we struggled to get through into an open area, a massive cave it held the chest and we were drinking in celebration when one of the women pointed out that we could not get the chest back through the opening we got in through – We decided we needed a lifeboat? I found myself in a supermarket asking if they had any lifeboats for sale and the staff all attacked me with giant frozen salamis and giant chicken legs?

That’s all I can recall?

WC’d, and had to tend to me haemorrhoids, so did me other medicationalising at4IT1 growths, cetraben to me tender areas and Neomycin Sulphate spray in me ear-holes and taking an extra omeprozole cause me duodenal ulcer was starting to play-up.

The little tiny boil on me bum was painful still.

Despite these problems I was still cheerful with the news of our Jane and Pete.

Despite Coreldraw9 freezing occasionally – usually at the wrong time and having to reboot and losing me graphics wot I was working on – 4IT6Tsk! – I managed to get some graphics done for the TFZ gang.

Spent a good few hours on graphicalisationing.

The haemorrhoids are bleeding and painful again… hey-ho.

Pleased with how the last graphic of Andy in the tunnel at the Nottingham Arboretum turned out.

aaaa3aI love doing these. When the graphic packages or laptop does not play up mind. I find I get a kick out of using photographs I’d taken on me walks to use as backgrounds.

I suppose I’d better get a bit of a walk in today – even if it’s the only day I do not have something on to do.

Got myself cleansed and made myself attractive just in case any of the many women that crave for me should meet me as I go on me little hobble to the shop to get some tomatoes. FibMode

I took bags out to the bins and pulled them out for collection in the morning.

IMG_0047Fatima and Fred came down for their brekkers in the morning sunshine.

I went back in and got me coat on etc and set-out for me mini-poddle to the shops on Mansfield Road.

The twtichel was clear of yobs so I took that root.

The sky was so clear and a sparcity of people cheered me up somewhat.

IMG_0048I noticed the sign on the Gladstone pub had been repaired now.

I wondered down and called in the chemists and got some toothpaste and ear spray. Had a little natter with the assistants – made them laugh a bit so that made me feel good too.

Then on and into the launderette where Mandy was on duty.

The place was not very busy, I must remember this in case I have to go later in mid-week like.

0404I managed to have another natter – and I even got Mandy to pose for a photograph for me.

I told her to expect to see this photograph in Bella, Grazia or the Minx magazine shortly. She smiled and called me an idiot.

Out and down to Lidl – I usually regret going there for some reason or other each time I visit.

I plodded around with no particular aim other than to get some tomatoes – but those on show were a mangy lot and all Spanish so I didn’t get any.

I got some Cheese Curls (they were not nice) some canned mushrooms and some apples.

IMG_0049The apples turned out to be dry, tastless and bland – nothing new ther then – I really should stop buying fruit from Lidl.

I noticed some posters they had hanging from the ceiling above the fresh (Using the term Fresh in the loosest possible definition) produce display stating: ‘We Love British!”

This from a German owned company with Ukrainian assistants an Asian security guard  and the poster had been printed in Italy on it.

I wonder if a British retail company had displayed this they would have been accused of being racist?

Better not let Nigel know?

Got back to the hoppit – must remember to sort out a lighter coat for me QMC hospital visit tomorrow with Pete.

WC’d.

IMG_0051Made me nosh of Braised beef in onion gravy, peas and carrots, seasoned little potatoes bit of bread and me medications.

By gum it wer lovely!

Started this diary after a little old man’s nap.

WC’d.

Did some Facebooking.

Drifted off waking up in a painful warped position with the laptop rather heated and me boil stinging.

Inchy Today: Fri 3rd Mar 15 – Armed Robbery

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Friday 3rd April 2015

Struggled to get to sleep again.

Dream recollections:

I was working as an industrial cleaner at Carter’s Drinks (Which I actually did 19 70 > 1980): I seemed to forget where things were located and was frantic as I searched for floor scrubber, cleaning rags, breathing masks, pulleys etc everything I needed – the factory seemed larger and newer the layout changed the people different – had to climb railings high up on the walls?…

Out in the wild countryside next: Flat field country lanes yet hills all surrounding me, driving around searching for something or someone, again frantic in my determination to find whatever it was – My attire seemed to be a camouflaged army denim outfit but with me pyjama bottoms on, no gaiters but with issue boots without socks – a nagging unrecognised voice chaffing away in the background chastising my failed efforts and telling me how pathetic I was… Just what I didn’t need that!

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Then I found missen failing to climb out of a quagmire of mud up though coffins, graves, headstones, trees overgrowth and could only get my head and shoulders above ground and each time I did I fell back into the mire…

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Checked on the weather when I went down to make me cuppa – Damp!

I reckon this was an early morning dream because I could remember many bits of it.

Made notes of it and went to make a cuppa – WC’d, no blood! Laptop on Coreldraw9 froze and I was back to feeling frustrated. Tsk and Tut!

Took the morning medications.

Set alarm to remind myself of the Iceland arrival twixt 0900 > 1100hrs.

Managed to get the graphics done for this post, despite Serif and Coreldraw9!

Spit and polished myself and went down to await the delivery.

0501

Armed robbery at me local Iceland

The Iceland driver told told me there was no paperwork so if anything short damaged or overcharged to ring the Arnold branch, but not for 24 hours as the police will be on site for that length of time. Last night the shop had had an armed robbery and everything was upside down. They had to make the order up from the Hucknall store. I could tell something was different by the mouldy satsumas, crushed beef slices squashed kitchen towels and out of date bananas I received.

Read about it on the news site, thankfully no one was physically hurt during the raid by the three cowardly gits who scared the staff. Makes my blood boil this – and even if they catch the vermin – what will happen? A slap on the wrist? Grrr!

0504

Set off to the bus-stop – still wet… the weather and me!

Set off to the bus stop – no pigeons, too wet for em perhaps?

Down to Hucknall Road and caught a Three bus into Mansfield. Goes through the villages this one so settled and sat down with me camera in hand hoping to get some interesting photographicalisations en-route.

When we went through Hucknall Front Street I just missed getting a photo of two chaps having a set-too outside the bank, but they both ran off?

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Hucknall Pavement Cyclist

I did catch one of those naughty pavement cyclists though as he weaved at a good pace between the pedestrians, who by the time I’d focussed and aimed had magically disappeared?

The rain persisted and when we got to the Hucknall Market stop the weather prevented me from taking a photo of it.

We left Hucknall and at the next stop I saw some horses in a field, in their coats and near the hedge – I thought the rains not so bad now, I’ll see if I can get a shot of them for the TFZ gals… But a chap got on the bus and sat next to me – big chap… very big chap – squashed me up so I couldn’t move and even started to impede me blood flow.

Thankfully he got off a few stops later – what a relief!

Had to fight against nodding off as the bus got warm and the seat comfy despite me piles stinging.

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Arriving at the un-crowded Mansfield Bus Station today

Arrived at Mansfield Bus Station, not many folks about, no fights, no screaming kids, no families arguing, no threatening yobboes… it was a bit unnerving in itself that.

How I appreciate the free pensioners bus-pass!

As I left the end of the station to take the under-pass towards the B&M store, a bus driver was checking on the damage he’s caused when his but had hit a BMW – the front bumper I reckon would need replacing. The BMW driver was very cool and calm when the bus-driver started taking photographs of the damage – presumably as evidence in the event of an over-claim?

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Mansfield’s B&M store – At this stage the rain had almost stopped… for a bit!

I plodded down through the flooded under-pass and into the B&M store – where I got some Burton’s Fish and Chips snacks at £1 a pack (3 packets of 5… Hehehe!). Tesco and Asda £1.59!

Then I popped into the Poundstretcher store next door and had a poddle around.

I risked getting two small jars of Beetroot at 49p each – and when I tried some later found them to be nice and soft and sweet – wish I’d bought more now Tsk!

Took me midday medications.

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Heavy rain on the way back to Nottingham today

Back to the bus-station and caught a Pronto bus back into Nottingham. This one takes the direct route.

The weather became rather fearsome as we left Mansfield, vicious rain – not that it stopped the driver Stirling Moss like.

I ate me mini-pork and pickle pork pie and packet of seaweed, took a photo of the rain hitting the front of the bus and fell asleep… Tsk!

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Brands Hatch bus route into Nottingham

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When I woke up, we were about ten miles further on driving on the dual carriageway neat Hucknall – I took a photo of the traffic in the driving rain – glad to be inside and not outside of the bus at that time.

Again I drifted off into slumber.

I only just woke in time to drop off at me bus-stop in Carrington.

Th rain had now abated somewhat and was only a light  and the winds had dropped as alighted the bus and crossed over Mansfield Road pelican lights back to the flea-pit.

Made use of the porcelain (No blood – hurrah!) and put me bits away.

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Me nosh tonight Tasty!

Made some ham sandwiches on bread thins, with some of the pickled beetroot and tomatoes I’d purchased and microwaved a box of French Fries. Overdid em a bit, but I like me chips crispy, browned and solid as a rock. FibMode

Took me medications.

Watched a BBC episode of Hustle then promptly fell asleep. (Again? Getting worried about this now.)

Woke up a couple of hours later disorientated and nearly took me evening medications again. Huh!

Don’t expect to get much sleep in tonight with all me little old man doses wot I’ve had today.

Did some Facebooking and blogging.

… Still here at 0130hrs trying to get to sleep… Humph!

Inchcock Today: Bother on me walk today 12/03/15

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Friday 6th March 2015

A decent nights sleep last night – in between waking up a good few times but overall I reckon I got a good five hours in – I remembered some bits of the dreams I’d had too… so will get them down now before they evaporate into the ether:

A rather large but attractive lady and three men (legal types I think) were chasing me through a fun fair – I got on a dodgem car and drove it off the fairground onto the road – made it to motorway – where a St John’s ambulance stopped me and they asked to see my driving licence – as I got out of the dodgem blood streamed from my rear end – the ambulance-men rugby tackled me to the ground, pepper sprayed me and pulled me pants down… they arrested me for failing to take reasonable care of me haemorrhoids and driving under the influence of out-of-date Yorkshire tea bags – Found myself incarcerated in a brick cellar with my old Smith-Coroner word processor, Cyril me beloved old cat, with box’s of curried beans used as a desk I was sitting on, an electric chair which I had to keep getting out of to allow the Ambulance-men warders room to electrocute someone every hour or so…

There was more, lots more I know – but the facts faded fast into the unretentive mist of my foppotee mind.

I took me medications and WC’d – only to find that me piles were bleeding profusely in reality as well as my dream… of course as soon as I used the porcelain the pain started – now this is not necessarily a bad thing – as it took place above the pains from me torn Intercostal muscle, which means that the damage under me ribs must be getting somewhat better and slowly healing? Mmm, I’ve said this before I think. Not really confident about this scenario I rubbed in some more pain-gel just to be on the safe side like.

My other ailments including Anne Gyna and Arthur Itis seemed content to give me a break this morning – hope they keep it up.

Started this diary.

MPs20915hrs: Email received from the doctor – Warfarin INR level far too low at 1.7 they have increased dosage. I’m not sure if I’ve missed any doses or if the whoopsiedangleplops and torn muscle might be affecting the level?

Worrying innit?

IMG_0091I had a scrub-up and got the things ready for the Nottingham Hospice Charity shop.

Only Fred came to breakfast this morning when I took rubbish out to the bin.

I set off struggling a bit with the bags.

IMG_0092When I got on Mansfield Road I thought the new street lights reminded me of ‘The Day of the Triffids’ so took a photo of them – but they don’t show up very well.

Hey-ho.

Over the hill and down into Sherwood proper

IMG_0093I spotted that the pub had removed the scaffolding from the frontage, thus allowing me to take a better photographicalisation of the humorous sign above the doors.

I must say this tickled me when I first saw it.

But the hilarity soon turned to anger, IMG_0094frustration and verbal confrontation as I moved on down and up the hill on Mansfield Road.

First a git on a mobility scooter came belting passed me nearly clipping me one, as I got to take a photo of the imbecile he’s just clipped a woman further along the road and she was giving him some signals and a verbal message as as he just sped on from her making a woman with pram take action to avoid a collision.

I wish I could have caught up with him.

I recognised his scooter as one of those outside the pub nearly every day.

IMG_0095Moments later a BMW weighed down with dozens of packs of Cola pulled off the road between some safety fencing near the pelican lights to unload into the Pizza Roma place.

He got out looking daggers at me taking a photo, sneered said something I could not understand, but it wasn’t ‘Good morning’ I’m sure.

IMG_0096This prompted me to question his sanity in driving onto the pavement while pedestrians were there and so close to the pelican crossing.

He just swore at me and ignored me – I bet he sells a lot of Pizzas with an attitude like that. The lady who he came closest to hitting was angry, but she walked away without complaining.

I moved on a little uptight with the hassle and got to the Nottingham Hospice Charity shop and left the goods for them.

IMG_0097I liked the look of the picnic basket in the Hospice window and took a photo of it – I imagine there will not be many like that one around today.

The pottery was not in good condition but it evoked memories for me.

I crossed the road and took a photo towards Carrington from the hill as IMG_0098the weather or rather sky began to look threatening.

I could smell the food from the Continental hot food store and crossed back over the road to see if they had any fodder left for sale as the aroma had got me taste-buds going.

Naturally this late in the day there was not going to be much choice or fresh cooked stuff.

There was a choice of four however but I didn’t recognise any of the food and asked the assistant what the stuff that looked like grass was.

I could not pronounce what she told me it was – she said it had beef, beans and herbs in it. Anyway I asked for some with the last of the roast potatoes they had.

Popped it in me bag to reheat later at home and crossed back over the road and up the hill into Carrington.

IMG_0099As I neared the top, two, I say two pavement cyclist nits had stopped to chat with a member of the opposite sex who had a pram and everyone was having to walk around them.

I mentioned this to them as I drew close and one of the gentleman pavement cyclist suggested I go forth and multiply as he gave me a seriously threatening glare.

If he thinks that was going to scare me off he was wrong… it just happened that I had to get home to reheat me whatever it was I’d just bought – otherwise I’d have had WWarnLiethem both I can tell yer!

IMG_0100I plodded on eventually arriving back at the bomb-site to be greeted with Fatima, Fred and family wanting there dinner.

First things first – I got the nosh in the microwave. Gave in six minutes (Cause me microwave is not very powerful like) but it needed a couple of minutes more – it smelt delicious, a bit like a good beef goulash. It was a tad greasy but boy what a great taste.

Gobbled it all up in minutes, even the roast tatties were excellent.

Watched a bit of a DVD while I ate it, then started Coreldraw9 to finish this diary on and do some graphics for the TFZers.

The laptop did some funny actions and I had to restart it – then Coreldraw9 crashed, and then again and for a third time it froze – each time I had to force close the laptop and restart, each time getting messages about the power pack being either not powerful enough or not recognised?

Then I noticed the battery was 57% (55% now) and Not charging.

Really fed-up now. Driven at – verbally abused and now technology is having a go at me!

I’m not a happy lad, in fact depressed and sad. Tut!

Inchcock Today: Encarcerated in the bathroom! – Sun 8 Mar 15

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Sunday 8th March 2015

I lay there trying to recall the dreams I’d had during the night, and I moved – just a tad – and the agony form the torn muscle was excruciating to say the least!

I know I should have expected it after yesterdays Whoopsiedangleplop in Derby – but degree of pain still shook me to the core.

I managed to get down and make a cuppa and somehow climb the stairs back up to the bathroom and laptop.

I took me medications with a cuppa. One good thing about this torn muscle torture is the bleeding haemorrhoids, Anne Gyna, Arthur Itis, duodenal ulcer etc are not such a worry as usual. It replaced them. Hehe!

Took an extra pain-killer again, tended to me rear end cleaned and medicated the area, pain-gelled me knees hands and feet putting some on me ribs.

Well, I thought, today movement is definitely out of the question for me.

Heather ModelMarieGCcamSo took the opportunity to get to work on creating some Facebook and blog graphicalisationing.

0W04Spent hours on it – and although Serif Draw x6 crashed, Coreldraw9 as yet has not played up – I may regret saying that later!

Well it happened an hour later, Coreldraw9 crashed – it would not let me close it althought it offered an option box and I selected ‘Close Coreldraw’.

Had to force close the laptop and then more problems when I tried to restart.

The usual incorrect power source message, pressed to bypass it using F1- when after a long time in loaded, messgaes telling me to click box to solve Windows computer problems.

A list came up and I sent the message – one of the problems sent was 94 Coreldraw stopped working ones – no solutions try again later came back.

Oh dear…

Tried Coreldraw again. I’d lost a lot of work I’d done – clabberknockshunts!

Restarted and it did it again – tried Serif and the same thing.

Really pee’d off now – pain and failure – huh gobblewockers and shangiblubber!.

Reet fed-up I got summat to eat.

Suddenly overcome with tiredness despite the niggling sharp pains every-time I cough sneeze breath in sharply pass wind/sneeze or move I’m going to take me medications and try to get me head down early.

Nighty night folks.

Inchcock Today: Not one me best days…

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Sunday 1st March 2015

Slept better last night – didn’t get up until 0700hrs, latest I’ve risen in a long time.

WC’d – no bleeding!

Went down and fed the pigeons – this attracted six cats to the location within two minutes.

Had a session of haemorrhoid treating. Not too bad. The angina very fair. The ulcer, don’t know it’s there. Arthur Itis… just got to live with him I’m afraid. The bruising from me Whoopsiedangleplop down the stair almost gone.

A new month and it seems to have started hopefully… I shouldn’t have said that!

Made a cuppa and started making me medication pots up. 

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Started the old laptop up to do this diary and Facebook requested me password – which I couldn’t remember or find, I know I wrote it down somewhere… Huh!

WC’d.

Made another cuppa and went up to the newer second-hand laptop and continued, that let me on like.

Did the graphics Coreldraw not crashing yet.

Huh! now it has! Cobblers! Restarted and went through the opening and warnings coming thick and fast from the new second-hand laptop now. Tsk!

Did some Facebooking.

It’s gerrin’ flipping windy this morning. Howling and blowing me inside doors open – brrr…

Got missen brushed and scrubbed and had a little wander around to take some photos and get some biscuits from Lidl.

As I left the house I noticed a family were moving in the big end house – and they had seven kids bikes outside ready and five 15-17 years olds lurking – oh dear?

0704I wandered down to the shops – the wind was horrendous but the sky looked bright enough.

At the twitchel a gang of nerr-do-well yobs were sat around so I took the long route to Lidl.

There was very little traffic or folk around, and as I walked down the sky 0703began to change from ultra bright to shady?

A pavement cyclist caught me out as he belted passed my me from behind – to fast for me to get my camera out.

At Lidl the atmosphere was taught – don’t know why but it was.

Got some apples, mint biscuits and a bar of chocolate.

Still a tad concerned about the family moving in on my street – I do not want any more bother from the yobs again – it nearly destroyed me and me life last time.

0705I’ll try to get to meet and welcome them tomorrow, see what they are like socially or anti-socially. Hope I’m worrying over nothing.

As I left the shop I noticed the Hotel across the road had renamed their restaurant ‘Gurkha One’.

Got back to the flea-pit and WC’d.

Had some ribs with bread to wipe up the sauce followed by a mint biscuit or two.

Brother-in-law Pete rang. Jane has got to have more tests on her back and legs to try and find out what the cause of the pains are.

Did some Facebooking and updated this diary.

Must remember I do not have an INR test tomorrow – it’s on Thursday this week. Might try to have a run out to Derby or Mansfield?

Oh dear – the promised rain is now really belting down.

Feel tired again, so tired.

I anticipate tomorrow will be another day of over-excitement and lust-satisfaction and record breaking and mind-shattering boredom like today… Tsk!

Inchcock Today: Housebound Again – Sun 22nd Feb 15

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Sunday 22nd February 2015

biMarieBad night for the cramps and innards again, don’t know when I eventually nodded off, but I didn’t wake until gone seven this morning.

The ankles are bad this morning, cracking away like a bag of crisps and painful with it, yet the knees are no worse than usual? The piles were not bleeding so that’s good. Even Anne Gyna is having a rest, that’s very good. The ulcer… I think has also taken time-out, good again!

Made a cuppa and took me medications later than I should have but it can’t be helped.

biNancyGot the laptop on, opened coreldraw9 okay and worked on the header for this post but then it wouldn’t let me open the internet?

I tried through icons, menu and bar but no go – depression took a hold.

I restarted the laptop and it allowed me in this time? – but Coreldraw9 froze once more and I had to restart all over again – Gnunf!

Getting a bit fed-up with losing me graphicalisations wot I’m working on. Very frustrating and wasting so much biBettytime.

I could get depressed yer know!

Decided I’m not risking going out on a walk today – innards might not be any worse but they’re still bothersome. The porcelain has already been well used this morning… Tsk!

Tried again to do some graphicalisationing on Coreldraw9.

biLynda

biPmcSpent many many hours doing Scooter graphics for the TFZ site.

That’s some of the finished graphicalisationalistic thingies wot I dun you see scattered around this page.

The gurgling and rumbling continued throughout the day – needing much attention at frequent periods.

I’m so glad I didn’t risk going on a walk today now – but am concerned about tomorrow and hope I can biGladysget out to the Queens Medical Centre haematology for me third INR level check in a week.

Had a pastie and franks followed by a tiny weeny cake… well two tiny weeny cakes then.

But not feeling hungry enough for a meal yet.

I was hoping things would have settled a biLyzzibit by now so I can get out in the morning without worrying, but the INR level has never been so consistently low as this past week, so I have to attend.

And I want to get to the dentist about me blackening front teggies that they were supposed to have repaired on me last visit… huh!

The wind is now a lot worse from me top end, I reckon that’s got to be a good sign, no biLonaidea why, but I think things are moving towards a cease-fire with me innards?

Not feeling too tired, mind you I ain’t nit been knowhere have I.

When I was posting these graphics to me galleries on Facebook I got a message that me internet connection had gone down despite the icon informing me it was up and running (There’s an unfortunate phrase bearing in mind my current state – Hehe).

Restarted laptop and it came back?

Damned technology!

Took me evening medications.

Hope I can get out tomorrow.

Please….

Inchcock Today: Whoopsiedangleplop Day!

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Sprang awake at 0300hrs – urgent call to the porcelain replied to. Only a bit of blood this morning.

Sat there and some bits of memory of me dreams came back, so I wrote em down and put the laptop on to start this diary and record them.

I was lost in no man’s land on a battlefield, possibly a WW1 one – totally unconcerned at the shells and bullets falling all around me… I was looking for a bus-stop… fell down a shell hole crater and seemed to land on a subway station that was filled with American dressed folk – but all the people were talking in a tongue I didn’t know and I could not ask for directions as they didn’t understand me… I took a pork pie out of me pocket to eat and everyone stood back in shear panic… a policeman came up and shot me in the chest, I told him that wasn’t very nice was it? He then hit me with his baton and put gloves on and took me pork pie – I found myself in a very large American holding cell with tough cookies giving me the eye and closing in all around me, I passed wind and they all collapsed onto the cell floor and I was to be electrocuted as a punishment but no one could find the outlet to put the plug in to charge up the ten-slice toaster they had to execute me with – then I was in a submarine?

Hey-ho.

After finishing yesterdays diary I made a cuppa and took me medications then did some Facebooking and graphicalisationing.

WC’d.

Went down to make another cuppa and suffered a slight ‘Whoopsiedangleplop’ down the last three steps of the stairway – it could have been a stairway to heaven but I somehow managed to grab the rail in time, of course that meant I had to drop me tray with me cup, swabs, cutlery and milk on it… what a mess!

After checking on me knocks, cut lip and bruises I cleaned up the mess, swore and made another cuppa.

FrankCrutchReturned to me laptop and finished titivating an old graphic about Frank Jordan for his birthday and posted it to Facebook.

Put some gel in me sore lip, and Phorpain gel on me knees and hands, and cream on me bottom.

Arthur Itis not too bad at the moment, even Anne Gyna is in a good mood too!

WC’d.

Made a cuppa and started to install Seerif Draw x6 on me laptop.

Had my midday medications.

Installed okay, then I read the manual £14.99 (Just that it was in such small letters) combined with online help and started to get used to using it.

JanetAaron

Original Coreldraw9 graphic

WC’d.

Managed to import an old graphic and toyed about with it to get used to option etc. and posted them side by side on Facebook. The orignal graphic and the one redone I’d doctored today – while I was mildy pleased with the results, it took me flaming hours to do with the earning curve stuttering here and there like if yer know what I mean.

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Doctored using Serif Draw x6

I’m still unsure if I’ll be capable of mastering Serif enough to to create things from scratch like I can on Coreldraw9 when it lets me and doesn’t keep crashing.

Well weary after all that concentrationing.

Had a beef pasty and microwave chips fer nosh, then continued me self-teaching lessons on Serif x6 – tiredness forced me to stop.

Took me evening medications with a drink of spring water.

Had a shave and did me teggies, then ran a lovely hot bath with Radox, antiseptic disinfectant and washing up liquid in it – why you may ask washing-up liquid… I knocked the pot into the bath when I got in, Huh!

A good scrub up and cleansing took place then I soaked for a few minutes before the often excruciating getting out of the bath procedure took place, accompanied by the usual verbals like, Argh… Ohohhohhhooo, Argh! Carefullll, and Ouch!

Struggled out and just about to feel a bit proud of the effort when I felt me glasses break as I trod on them.

I swore.

They must have fell off the WC where I’d left them easy to hand like, but of course I didn’t hear them fall.

I dried myself off noticing how me wobbly bits were getting markedly more wobbly. Applied the dermatological cream all over, the haemorrhoid cream and Phorpain gel on me knees feet and hands.

Back on the laptop to do this diary to date.

Too tired to do much now, tried to watch an old Boon episode on YouTube – after I think it must have been the forth time I nodded off I gave up.