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

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.

Inchcock Today: Friday 19th December 2014

Awake at 0250hrs. Feeling like I’d had no sleep at all and still tired?

I laid there again trying to reclaim the dreams I’d had without any success at all this time.

The angina seemed easier at this point, crossing fingers here.

WC.

05F01I started the laptop and went down and put the kettle on – sorted the rubbish and bags for the Refuge Containment Operatives to collect later. The rain was a’raining and the wind a’blowing, but it wasn’t cold at all.

I managed to trip up the doorstep coming back in… I believe I may have uttered an expletive of a parentage questioning nature. The tiny scratch on me shin bled away to its hearts content. Took a while but it stopped after a few minutes. I hoped my INR Warfarin level was alright.

Back up to the laptop with me newly brewed cuppa.

WC.

BT Internet connection working okay. Coreldraw messy and crashing with differing results to normal and not saving again. Tsk!

Started this Diary around 0325hrs.

Did some graphics and blogging.

Made another cuppa and took me tablets. Rubbed in some extra Permethrin cream today.

Got myself spit and polished – teggies bleeding now… huh!

Set off on me walk into the City Centre. Bit of drizzle and windy, but not cold with it today. Mind you I wus listening t’radio as I got ready and possible freezing tonight given out.

05F02crossing2The walk through town was easy enough, not many folks about yet, although the cyclists on the pavements were there again.

I plodded on and called in Sainsburys to get a loaf for the mallards on the canal.

Then up the road to take a picture of Carrington Street from the same view as the ones I posted a facebook from 1919 – 2003 and 2013, some changes made. I’ll post it later on the Troll Free Zone I think.

I ambled down to the canal to feed the mallards…

There were no mallards…

There were no pigeons either!

05F03bargeVery weird this – the only birds in sight were those illegal immigrants the sea-birds!

So I took a photograph of a barge on the canal where the mallards should have been?

See? No mallards or any other birds around the canal this morning?

The barge was named ‘The Slow Couch’ – I was careful not to wake the occupants who were obviously late risers.

05F04signI risked the now numerous mad mobility scooter drivers dodging all over the place and walked towards town.

En route I saw a Nottingham City Council sign for Nottingham Markets. It told me Bulwell market was open today. So I thought I’d catch a bus there and feed the mallards on the river Leen being as the Canal ones had seemingly abscondicated. (Is that a word? Well I like it anyway)

05F05ostrichI got me bus-pass ready and made for the Bulwell bus-stop. Stopping on the way to take a picture of the stall just opening that was selling Ostrich, Kangaroo and Beef burgers at £3.50 ($5.49) each. The lady there had some early customers too!

I pressed on and caught the number 17 bus into Bulwell.

Yet another interesting, during the trip I an old Asian guy sat next to me, but he didn’t want to talk when I asked him how he was keeping. He only travelled for a couple of stops and got off.

Then a young lady got on and sat next to me and dropped her mobile phone. She alighted the bus and an elderly lady got on and sat next to me. I asked her how she was keeping? She informed me that she was well, but rather deaf so best if I stop speaking to her.

I dropped off at Tesco and went in to have a look see if they had any French Horns in stock.

My first visit to this large Tesco branch. I had to get a trolley first then travel with it up an escalator into the actual store.

05F05TescoI had a poddle around and came to the bread sections where I investigated the bread thins.

Mmmm… while searching for the ones with the longest shelf life on them I came across a packet marked sell-by 10th December! they even put Lidl and Asda to shame with that!

I placed that pack with a 22 December sell-by one and took a photo of em on the shelf! Needless to say which one I purchased.

I got some crispy bacon, ice lollies, olive-oil and butter spread and a pack of honey flavoured yogurts. I know how to live yer know!

05F06BulwellI hobbled down to the ground floor and waddled up into Bulwell Market as the Nottingham City Council sign in the city centre suggested.

It was very sparsely being used and the folk again didn’t seem happy at all?

Perhaps it was the wind?

I made me way to the River Leed and saw a newspaper vender’s sign: Three Men Arrested! So I bought a copy, it read:

Three men have been arrested after an altercation in Bulwell during which a man suffered a stab wound. Two people were taken to hospital following the incident, on Thursday morning. The trio were arrested in connection with a public order offence. There was a heavy police presence on the estate in the morning, with seven police vehicles, including a riot van, attending the scene.

05F07pigeonsAnother reason for them not to be happy?

When I arrived at the river, the mallards and pigeons greeted me as usual – but within seconds they all flew away? Another strange occurrence!

Perhaps there was a Peregrine Falcon about? But that doesn’t match with the canal mallards being absent? Mmmm!

05F08boughtI made my way to the bus station and caught one back to Carrington.

Got in and started the laptop.

WC.

Made a brew and put me things away.

Had curried beans and Pork loin sandwiches, a lolly and mousse and updated this diary.

Tried to watch a DVD…

Parliament: Where will we find…

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Parliament: Where You Will find…

This Ode was created by Inchcock as he was making a cup of tea to take his multiple medications, apply his Permethrin cream and change his bandages.

Where will we find people so very temperamental?

Those who consider fiddling as fundamental?

Nasty self bias people: cruel, vile and a little mental?

Scheming people being unscrupulous and instrumental?

Slippery, deceitful, cheating, and lying elemental?

Folk who seem inhuman, arrogant and ornamental?

Where will we find them, along with nothing sentimental?

Members who find lying, and criminality just incidental?

Where will we find dangerous people, who to us are detrimental?

Those who cheat and get off scot-free, being so inscrutable,

Scum who find self interest and nepotism so ingestible,

The cream of the vain, narcissistic and pure egotistical

We’ll find them all in anything that’s Governmental!