Sunday 2nd June 2017
Mongolian: 2017 оны 6-р сарын 2-ны ням гарагт
0315hrs: Stirred in the £300 second-hand recliner, annoyed again at not remembering any of the dreams I just know I’d been having. Again, Tsk!
Diahorrea Derek gave me the wink that I needed to attend the Porcelain Throne. Getting disentangled from the recliner reminded me of yesterday when I did so and trod on the remote control for the DVD… I must try it out later to see if it still works, and off I stumbled to the wet room. Felt a bit queasy, if that’s the right work. Made a note to have one of the Strong Morrison’s diarrhorea capsules later.
Put the kettle on to make a brew, and did the Health Checks.
The weight keeps going up, and I got a decent hobble in yesterday?
Made a nice strong mug of tea, passed a silent escapage of wind and returned to the Porcelain Throne in haste. More splattering and squirting that needed cleaning up. Huh! Seems that the ‘Trots’ are back again.
With innards now rumbling and attention being given to me by Reflux Roger, I cleaned things up and returned to the kitchen.
It seemed a bit light for this time in the morning outside. I nipped out onto the balcony to take this photograph. And, I nearly got blown over the railings. The wind was blowing a bit strong. Hehe!
The tea had gone cold, so I made another one and took the mornings medications along with an additional Anit-Trots capsule.
Decided to sort the pots of doses out ready for the week coming.
As I dropped one of the tablets, one of those little Beta-blockers it fell twist the cooker and the cabinet. Getting the thin brush I poked down between and swept it out, guess what came with it? The pea that I had dropped when podding some, days ago and could not find. Hehehe!
Got the pots sorted out and had a wee-wee.
Washed the hands, wiped the contact surfaces with the antiseptic wipes and pondered on what I might have later for the meal. First thoughts were a beef pasty, garden peas and potatoes?
I put some small potatoes in the Crock-Pot and seasoned them with the vegetable stock cubes.
Podded the garden peas and got them into a saucepan and added some demerara sugar so they could both soak in their respective pots to be cooked further in the day.
Shaking Steven was no bother, so I only dropped a few of the peas, and found each one and retrieved them and consigned them to the bin each time.
Had a wee-wee.
Downloaded yesterday’s photographicalisations and resized them and put them in the WordPress gallery ready to use.
Set about updating and posting the Saturday Diary, took me hours to do for some reason?
Had a wee-wee and went into the kitchen to make a brew.
Took these photographic images from out of the window.
Not that I can really blame them, mind. Parking is a nightmare here, with all the works taking place and the garages being pulled down. The chap who moved the cones on the right has a Disabled ticket showing on the windscreen. If all the handicapped spaces are taken, what else can they do? I see another white car has had now parked on the double yellow lines behind the red one. Mayhem! It’s time like these, I don’t mind having had to give up my Driving Licence.
To the Porcelain Throne once more – the seat is coming loose now! Tsk!
Made a mug of tea, and finalised and posted the Saturday one off.
Had a wee-wee.
Emails were done, and answered, WordPress reading done.
Now, I realise I’ve been up for over eight hours now, and feeling a bit drained.
Did the second Health Checks: 
Onto Faceboo
king at last. Caught up.
Pattie of the TFZ fame posted a lovely photograph. I amended it a bit and sent it to her site.
Tried to make it a bit clearer and less dark than her original for her.
Did a bit of work, trying to find a solution for Brother-in-law Pete with his video programme?
Then I amended Dizz’s photo of her new family transport vehicle.
Then back onto CorelDraw to start another TFZ effort or two from scratch.
Dizzy Dennis prevented me pursuing this aim.
Got the meal sorted out.
I enjoyed this one, well pleased with how it came out. A minced beef pocket, BBQ chicken leg, fresh garden peas, beetroots, a few potatoes and some ready made sliced and lightly battered potatoes done in the oven. A 9.35/10!
Settled to watch some heartbeat DVD episodes.
I’ve got all of those I foolishly bought in one go to get through yet. Hope I live long enough to view them. Hehe! Managed to see a few chapters, then had to turn over to the TV so I could watch the Confederations Cup Final twixt Chile and Germany. I enjoyed it, a competitive match all the way through. The best team did not win, but I wanted Germany to win so no complaints from me.
Nodded off when it finished and thought I had many dreams. The only bit I could recall was one where I was in an underground tunnel escaping from somewhere… the others in there with me and I were all wearing summer shirts or dresses… Someone kept shouting ‘Sangria!’? We could not decide where to start digging up from, and we each had a seaside bucket and spade in hand? That’s all I can remember.
Woke up and had a wee-wee.
Put the TV on and nodded off again before I could make out what was on the screen.
Woke up hours later, around 0350hrs… Had a wee-wee.
Made a brew and did the Health Checks.
Outside the flat foyer entrance door, the builders who re-updating the complex had erected these steel poles come bars in front of my beloved Woodthorpe Court block.
the Winchester Court of course. Hehe!
offices being erected for the duration of the ‘Build’ and modernisation of the place. 2½ to 3 years, is the forecast.
photoed the workers building section off area on the previously grass lawned patch.
e bus stop and few more tenants had arrived at it, but they were all from the other flats, not mine. Not vert talkative either, only amongst themselves.
hop and hobbled into the Victoria Shopping Centre (Mall) and to the Tesco Store. As I walked the length of the ground floor, carefully, as there were many folk milling about today, I thought I could hear an elephant wailing at first.
sounded terrible to me. Overly loud, distorted and cringe-making.
Hobbled around the City Centre snapping away, Clinton Street first.
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take a photo of one stall that
for me anyway.
Queen Street, the police were removing four people from the Primark Store. With all the bags with them, I assumed this would have been Nottingham shoplifters again.
Caught the bus back to the flats.
Great meal tonight. Chicken leg, cheese and mini pickle pies, triple cooked chips, pork & mushroom pate and beetroots.
It was looking a bit gloomy outside as I put the kettle on.
Got the computer going and looked at the weather in the USA.
The alarm panel now has a yellow light flashing intermittently?
Took a break from computerisationing, and got the cleaning cloths and oven gloves washed out. Then realised, or rather thought to myself, how am I going to get the wet oven thingies dried?
Got garden peas de-podded and into the saucepan in water and demerara sugar for later.
Got the meal sorted.
0300hrs: Lay there in the £300 second-hand recliner for ages. First trying to recall the dreams without any success again.
Made a nice strong mug of tea and took the morning medications, then back to the wetroom for a wee-wee.
r room exploded all over, kitchen towels toppled onto the floor and the wonderfully wet rain splattered through, soaking the counter and me!
As I got to the end of the road and turned onto Winchester Hill, the rain commenced to heavier, so, up with the new brolly. It rattled a lot from the handle area in use but coped with both the wind and rain well enough.
The lovely lady from the 8th floor was there, and we had a good chinwag and laugh.
ee-wee. Into the kitchen to put the bits away, the rain came walloping down again.
Got a can of tomatoes in the saucepan and bacon in the oven tray ready to cook later.
Got the meal out and served up.
Collected the in-need-of-washing gear and down to the laundry room, got it going and back up to the apartment.
Had a wee-wee. Then back down and moved the clothes from washer to the dryer, and back up again.
Got the computer on finished the Tuesday post.
Bagged up the items and cleaned the filter.
and the roadway on Chestnut Walk was flooded!
Took a photo through the kitchen window from well back.
I’m back, smelling all fresh after the ablutionalisational session. The Throne was utilised without any problems this morning.
Morrison man arrived.
Got the fodder prepared and consumed.
Did the Health Checks and took the medications.
Then the shakes started, no dizzies, no Anne Gyna, just the shakes. They stayed for a few minutes while I was taking the Health Checks.
The shakes departed as I made a mug of tea.
Checked the Google Calendar for tasks needing attention.
Hello… remembered the morning medication needed taking late. So I did.
Had some mail through the letterbox.
Wobbled along to the end of the road and down Winchester Street hill.
Had to stop for few minutes, to cope with Anne Gyna’s severity. By luck, I was near a small Derby stone brick wall and made use of it.
Spotted that yet another shop had closed down in Sherwood.
Over the brow of the hill and down towards the park gates.
Grange Park entrance, it looked extremely sparse of users, kids, prams, dogs and pavement cyclists were all notable by to their absence?
To the top of the footpath and turned right, still not many people around.
or the field below.
spilt white paint over the plants. Sad making!
Hobbling through the knee high growths, trying not to tread on the flowers, I did a Whoopsiedangleplop and tripped over into some bushes!
Got out of the field and down the gravel path to the flats
Back to doing this diary.
Into the kitchen, a strange blue hue to the view, for you… Poetry comes free folks, Hehe!
Got the medication pots sorted out for next week.
Noticed how the clouds had formed so beautifully.
Brother in law sent this photo from the Kitty Cafe on his and Jane’s visit.
Got the food served up.
0420hrs: Woke up pondering on the dreams I could remember. I’d left the pencil and pad on the computer desk. Extracted myself from the £300 second-hand recliner to retrieve them and by the time I’d got back in the chair, the memories had entirely gone from my muddled brain. I think they involved yesterday’s visit to Sister Jane, Pete and the Pussies. Tsk!
Made a cuppa and decided to get the ablutions tended to, freshen me up a bit.
It was the Insurance documents and the tablet-sized Towels/Face-flannel. You just dab them in water, and they expand and open out ready for use.
of Heartbeat had been delivered. I took a photograph on the left.
Minutes later, blow me down, the intercom rang again – this time it was another Amazon delivery. The last of the Heartbeat collections that I treated myself to.
Got the cheesy potatoes mixed and started cooking in the oven.
Got into town, dropped off the bus on Upper Parliament Street, near the Wilko Store and walked along the road to the West Bridgford bus stop.
Got to town and walked to the Slab Square. Taking a picture of Clinton Street as I passed on my way there.
Walked around and down King Street then up Queen St, to the L9 bus stop at the top of the hill.
Got the meal done and consumed.