The Nottingham Lads True Tales of Woe

Mon 4.5.15 Inchcock Today

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Monday 4th April 2015

What a good sleep – got up when I sprang awake at… 1010hrs!

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Early Morning Sky (Well late morning really – Tsk!)

I reckon I got six hours in. Vague memories of me dreams but nowt in detail. Tsk!

WC’d – then went to make a flask of tea – but found the flask leaking – oh dear!

Made a mug and a pot of porridge.

Did me BP: Sys 157 Dia 95 Pulse 100 – but couldn’t IMG_0058find me thermometer to take me temperature?

Laptop on and set about doing me LOMM entries for last week like.

I’ll have to get out and buy another flask – and call at the shop in Victoria Centre to get a prod-pen thingy to use with me new phone soon.

Feeling nervous again for some reason today.

Washed, titivated, medicated missen and set off to the bus-stop with me free-pensioners bus-pass. Being Bank Holiday there were few people about and the buses were running less often.

0103As I walked to Mansfield Road (with no pigeons coming down – probably because I was later than I usual?), down Church Drive, the beauty of the scenery caught me eye, and I put down me bag to take as best a shot of it as I could.

On to the end of the road and then went back to collect me bag what I’d left on the pavement. Tsk!

0102At the bus-stop I was about to take a photo of the beautiful skyline and realised here I was on a main arterial Mansfield Road and there was no traffic to be seen – not even a pavement cyclist! I turned the camera onto the road to catch this phenomenon in the warm sunshine. 

Moments later I took another photo as the obviously held up traffic came over the hill.

There was quite a wait for the bus – not that it mattered to me – I got up so late today – and with finding so many things I’d lost or misplaced I knew things were not 0104boding well and resigned myself to waiting while whistling away to myself.

A lady came to the bus-stop and I greeted her with “Good morning, nice weather for the Bank Holiday” – She gave me a look that made me wither, tuned up her nose and tutted?

I thought “Oh dear”.

It was fun cramming together on the over-full bus, but at least the driver left no-one behind.

0114As I was spewed out of the bus by the overzealous passengers in a hurry I caught my composure, avoided being hit by a burk of a Pavement Cyclist and went into Victoria Centre to go to the MansWorld shop to see if they had one of those pen-swipe multitool gizmos in stock.

I got one and a USB Charge & Sync cable – why I got the USB Charge & Sync Cable I have yet to find out – it seemed a good idea at the time. But why?

0105I took a photograph of the Boost stall as I was passing above it.

Not only was I amazed to see so many customers fraternising the stall, but the fact that they had 5… yes 5 members of staff on duty surprised me muchly?

I really must try one of their fruit drinks one day.

0106As I walked on I noticed a group of youngsters on the ground floor.

They looked well ensconced of the floor with their i-pods?, food and drinks.

Well laid back they reminded me of the Hippies of old, bless em.

0113 I plodded along the top floor of the mall, taking a photo of some ‘Bling’ fer the TFZ gals en-route to Boots.

Down through the store to the bottom level of the store and started searching for the thermometers.

Perhaps a good 15 minutes later I found a member of staff to ask the locations of them and she kindly led me to where they were situated.

0108As I departed from Boots (£10 lighter) it dawned on me how busy it was everywhere today.

In the old days Bank Holidays were for relaxing and recuperating.

Nowadays it’s the shoppers delight – me included.

Mind you, if I hadn’t lost me thermometer and storage drive and broke me flask I wouldn’t be here.

0115I hobbled into Jessops store and had a look at the drink flasks they had to offer.

The second cheapest (the one I bought) was Thermos brand made in China – but then they were all made in China.

I’m hoping this £20 one will last longer than the £8.99 one made in Italy did – which was about 3 months before it broke inside – I can’t remember dropping it?

0107As I went to leave the mall – I took a photo of the newly refurbished area.

I thought how clinical and characterless they had made it look.

Drab, lifeless despite the many Nottingham shoplifters… I mean

Nottingham Shoppers there were about.

0110I walked over the road to the Trinity Square and found the citizenry in a more relaxed mood as they actually used the new food court.

The skateboarder were out in number here.

Then I plodded down Trinity Walk and took another ‘Bling’ photo for the gals 0109on the TFZ site.

These are actually mobile phones in a store window.

Loved the owl one with the buttons on the outside they were second hand but I could not see any prices on them?

Down to the bus-stop and joined the marathon queue and waited patiently for the bus to arrive, while listening to  he others in the queue gossip away.

I hope the girl in the leather jeans who was speaking to a lanky youth with acne and a girl with her ear rings in her lips managed to persuade her parent to get her the ISO 8 she desired. Whatever ISO 8 is like?

0112While waiting for the bus to arrive I took a photo of some wonderful office buildings on Queen Street.

These have real character and great design features – I wondered when the council would be getting around to pulling them down too?

The bus came and somehow we all crammed into it and I was soon back in Carrington – and the yobs were lurking and drinking on the seats in the twitchell again.

So I walked the long way around back to the flea-pit.

0116WC’s – a bit of blood but nowt to worry about from the rear end exhaust.

Set about preparing me nosh fer the night.

A Beef pastie slice, tomatoes, garden peas, cooked beetroots and the best of the lot – seasoned herb small potatoes in olive oil. Followed with a vanilla mousse, Strawberry & vanilla ice-cream pot, a blackcurrant ice-cream lolly and a Cox’s apple!

By gum, I enjoyed this.

Fell into ‘A grumpy old man’ sleep afterwards for a couple of hours.

Tried the new thermometer – 34.2c

Laptop on, and took me medications later than planned – the new flask seemed to keep me tea warm enough.

Finished this Diary off – despite of me shaking then cramp ridden hands.

At 2230hrs I was determined to get some sleep in.

0215hrs, still determined to get some sleep in…

0255hrs, still determined to get some sleep in…

Sun 3/5/15: Inchcock Today: Out in the gloomy weather

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Sunday 3rd May 2015ou

Woke at 0550hrs. Managed three hours dream filled kip.

In the dream Marie was working with me. Can’t recall actual details though.

IMG_0030Stirred took a photo of the bleak weather – obviously we’ve had some rain overnight though.

Stirred and made a cuppa.

Then did me BP things: Sys 147 – Dia 83 – Pul 80 – Temp 30.2

WC’d, no bleeding!

Started this diary off.

WC’d.

Abluted and got the goodie-bag for Jane & Pete ready – bus-pass, mobile phone etc.

0701Caught the bus into town due to the rotten wet weather like.

Into town down Trinity Walk and into the Pound Shop for ponder while I had to wait for the bus into West Bridgford.

Only the one pigeon to keep me company so he got some seeds and earthworms.

Got some bits fer Jane and Pete to add to their goodie-bag.

Caught the 7 bus out to West Bridgford and hobbled to their Mansion.

0704Had a natter and Pete took a look at setting up me new Lumia 625 mobile phone.

Another natter of sorts (We’re all deaf yer know – Tsk!).

Pete got me on the internet with the phone – told me how to answer a call and said he’d come with me back to the EE shop to sort the photo transferring out.

When I got the phone a chap said there was a lead in the box to transfer them straight to the laptop. There wasn’t one – so when I called back to the EE shop again, another chap said the lead from the charger comes out and I use that to transfer the photo’s to the laptop. I showed Pete the charger, and the lead does not come out ot it?

0703He might be free a week on Monday to go with me. Just hope I don’t get any appointments at the clinic or hospitals for that day.

Jane told me they got a 6 pack of Marmite crisps for me when they went shopping – nice I thought – but they’ve eaten five of them but gave me the last one… the bag had a hole in it.

I gave them their Goodie-Bag consisting of: 20 disposable Gloves – A microwaveable Lamb knuckle – Choc biscuits – 2 cream Profiteroles – Medicines – Plasters – Crackers – Microwave Oven dish – 2 ordinary Oven trays – Train ticket –  and some cheesey seaweed.

0705I liked the blouse Jane was wearing.

They were going out so I had to get going.

Sarcastically I thanked them for me punctured bag of Marmite crisps and Jane was not amused! (Only kidding, this piccy was posed for, honest!).

Plodded to Central Avenue and called in Iceland en-route and got an Iceberg lettuce.

0706Caught the bus into town.

It had brightened up now, the rain gone the wind low and the angina starting to kick in Tut!

I stood for a few reflective moments and watched the Nottingham folks in the Slas Square, some lazing, some drinking, some smoking, some arguing but they all had something in common – they didn’t look happy!

0707Had a walk around and fed the pigeons in Trinity Square.

Being as I missed me walk into town earlier, I decided a walk back from town would be a good idea.

The shoplifters being removed from Victoria Centre and placed in the back of a police car were rather verbal and aggressive.

0708CycA few hundred yard up the hill on Mansfield Road and the first Nottingham Pavement Cyclist, although going slowly along as he was talking to his fellow ogre walking beside him – he still came so close to hitting me – I had to sidestep to avoid him. Swine!

The sun was coming out now.

A few hundred yards further up the hill and another Nottingham Pavement Cyclist approached.

0709CycHe nearly hit several people as he flew passed me with his headphones giving of a whining screeching noise – I’m not certain, but I think they call it ‘Music’ nowadays?

Up to the top of the hill and down the other side – the angina caused me to stop a while and pretend to be looking at the scenery like.

As I started to hobble down the road (On the pavement like!) Yet another Nottingham Pavement Cyclist belted passed me – and this one was a danger. He was on his mobile phone and rode so close to everyone he passed – Grrrr! Discourteous Young Flogging Deserving Swine!

But he didn’t bother me like…WPlie

Amazing how good the Arthur Itis in me knees has been today… I may regret saying that later?

A bit further on near Hucknall Road, the Sterling Moss of Nottingham Pavement 0711CycCyclists flashed passed me making me jump – he was so fast he was nearly out of shot by the time I took the photo – and I had the camera ready in me hand. Swine!

As I changed hands to carry the bag – that well known stiffening of the fingers came – ‘Cramps!’ Gawd I hate this.

The sky had gone back to how it had looked over the previous couple of days and the wind picked up a tad.

0712Got in the flea-pit and made for the WC – Just in time, Phew!

Prepared me nosh – of Saute microwave potatoes, lettuce, cooked beetroot, me last Chicken Sausage, bread thins and a Cox’s apple – followed by an iced lolly and a tub of ice-cream.

0713nosh Oh, and me evening medications with a good strong cup of Yorkshire tea.

I struggled to eat it all – but managed.

The finger cramps became bothersome again and stayed so for hours it seemed.

Still, no feet or legs cramps… yet?

Started to watch a DVD but didn’t get to the end of it as I zonked out for an hour or so.

Did this diary and then did some Blogging and Facebooking.

Sat 2/5/15: Inchcock Today: Hibernating Today

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Saturday 2nd April 2015

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Got to sleep around 0400hrs Tsk!

Up at 0800hrs – nearly had a wash…

Made a cuppa and got laptop on while waiting for me Iceland delivery to come. 0900>1100hrs.

IMG_0027Bloomin’ cold this morning – I’m shivering here!

The sky looks daunting again. It looks like one massive dark cloud in the sky.

Just looked at the forecast – plenty of rain coming it seems. Oh good!

That’s me in fer the day then – no good taking a risk while I’m not feeling well is there?

The rain came.

The Iceland man cameth at 1048hrs.

With difficulty I found room in the fridge and freezer fer me good.

IMG_0028The American Meals were not chilled as I anticipated, but frozen.

Thus is was a battle to get em all in the freezer along with me ice-creams, lollies, microwave chips and other ready meals. Tsk!

The instructions were 7 minutes in IMG_0029microwave then stir – another 3 minutes – but with my old oven it took 7 and 3 then another 4 to get it right hot like.

Sliced some tomatoes and put on top of it, had it with a Cox’s apple, bread thins and cheesey seaweed crunchies.

By gum it were grand too! Full of tangy flavour.

GC2cut07A reet treat for the Young Nottingham Lad…

I settled down to eat it and watch a ‘Jonathan Creek’ on a DVD.

Drifted off into a deep much needed sleep – good job I had no plans to go out today, didn’t wake up until gone 1700hrs!

I felt discombobulated to say the least when I stirred. What day is it, have I missed going to see Sister Jane? No that’s Sunday. Did I take me medications, then some memories of the dreams came to me and I wrote notes down before they all went into the ether.

Down washed me pots, bag out to bin, drizzling a bit cold now – the weather not me!

Made a cuppa and found I’d left the laptop in sleep mode, started this little diary.

Consulted me scribbled notes on the dreams:

I was in a massive queue for something or other, not sure what and kept being sent to the back of the line of people – some of who I recognised some not. 

I had to catch a bus (A Bristol Lodekka) back to the start of the queue each time I was rejected by the people at the gate where we were all in line to get though – the conductress would slip me a dried pilchard like fish to eat on each trip and give me a wink and a radiant smile?

After I don’t know how many failures the men at the gate got me to sign a note agreeing with the statement that I was riddled with rust and would leave my stocks of Duraglit to the Salvation Army?

Not sure what happened then but I found myself in a bath being bathed by sumo wrestlers who kept throwing flower petals in the bath while chanting Adam Faiths ‘My Last Wish’ song? I think they kept giving me some sterilised milk to drink from a Dutch clog?

I fell out of the bath as I getting out and that was it, I just kept falling and falling for so long I was welcoming a concrete floor to land on to end it all – then fell into giant machine which I came out of the other end with three legs and gigantic boil on me nose that impeded me getting out through the double doors?

One of me better dreams this one I thought. I sense there was much more to it but cannot remember, yet some bits I recalled in detail? 

Had a rinse WC’d (No bleeding), took me evening medications – wondered if I missed me morning ones? Then did me BP thingy like, later than I should have but thought that being as I missed doing yesterdays best do it anyway.

Sys 150 – Dia 73 Pulse 81 – Temp 32.4

Did some Facebooking.

Amazingly I still felt tired, coughing a bit too now.

Tsk!

Hello… better check the rear exit – think the haemorrhoids are leaking again…