Saturday 24th June 2017
Malayalam: ശനി 24 ജൂൺ 2017
0425hrs: Out of the £300 second-hand recliner and off for a wee-wee.
Took the first of several photographs from roughly the same area through the kitchen wall over the next hour or so, showing the change or lack of change in the weather. Rain forecast for today.
Taking the morning medications, I realised I’d missed taking my last night ones. Huh!
Missing the Warfarin after all the trouble and hassle they have had over the past ten days, will please the DVT team, I’m sure.
Back in the wet room to the Porcelain Throne.
All-in-all, a good session. There was no bother from Haemorrhoid Harold at all, the first day in months that there was no bleeding. Good!
Anne Gyne, Reflux Roger and Harry Hernia were no hassles either. Good!
I felt that Duodenal Donald and Arthur Itis were both warming up for an attack. I’m not sure how I know these things, experience perhaps? Or my high EQ? Whichever or whatever, I was confident of the forthcoming annoyance and pain that is assuredly incoming soon, from both of them. I hope I’m wrong!
Reminded me of the need to catch the 1232hrs bus to get to the audio test.
Had a wee-wee.
Made a mug of tea and got the computer going. Did some WordPressing and checked the Emails. One from the surgery with the Warfarin doses after yesterday’s blood test. Telling me my next INR will be on 29 June. Whoever usually send these books out to me with an appointment and asks if it is alright and I reply straight away. Not this time. So I had to make a request for an appointment early. (So I can get to the Tenants Social Hour at 1000hrs – having missed the last three due to medical appointments and getting a little frustrated with it) Of course, being a Saturday, they will not get the Email request until Monday, giving only two days warning, and they will not be able to fit me in, I bet! Frustrated!
Facebooking caught up with.
Although not much heart in it after making a mess of it yesterday, I started a new try at the TFZ graphicalisationing. Made up some cut-out and adjusted photograph bits to use first. Long job, but I think I’ve got them right this time. Saved them to disc, then got on with the scene for the graphic.
Packed up sharpishly and got the ablutioning done.
Off to the new bus stop. Many residents were milling around also waiting for the bus. We now have a bench to sit on, no shelter yet but still, they are doing their best to help us, not that this prevented any of the many moans and quibbles that were being passed around between the tenants present, oh no!
One chap and his wife, who must have been from the Winchester block, was going on about (the Grenfell fire disaster was the current subject at the time). “I’ve never smoked” (He must have said this in his high loud voice about five times) “Smoking should be banned inside the flats and anyone weak enough to want to smoke should go outside for one!” He was probably trying to intimidate the few who were having a puff behind us. Never seen the chap before, but he looked very young compared to me and the others.
I wish I had been brave enough to mention his breath smelling of alcohol (Even tough it didn’t, it was just a thought) and suggested anyone wanting a drink should go outside and drink it! Hehe! Moan after moan about the works taking place. It must be a tremendous job for the Council to undertake. That will take over two years to complete the modernisation of the flats and has many difficulties to face, (other than the nagging of many of the residents). I think we are being pampered by the Council. Since I had to sell the house and move into here, I appreciate having someone to call on for help… fair enough it might take a few days to find someone free to help, but this is far better than having no one at all to help. Does that come out right?
Soon got into town and had a while to kill before the appointment with the SpecSaver audio hearing test, so wandered around taking some photographs of Nottingham centre.
It was soon time for the meeting.
Told the receptionist, a great one this woman would have been. I imagine she would have been of invaluable assistance as a Chef Oberaufseherin, “Chief Senior Overseer” in any of their concentration camps. Her superior snotty (Don’t you dare bother me!) attitude alone would have scared most inmates without threats of violence! Certainly, frit me!
She told me to take a seat in the waiting area. I wasn’t going to argue with her, so meekly I took my place in the waiting area! Got the crossword book out and within a few minutes a lady came out, collected me and led me into a small room.
Phenomenally good looking, short dress on and excellent, no, perfect chunky thought inspiring legs. I found it hard to concentrate as she quizzed me on my hearing history. Sweet natured patient lass she was. After an hour or so of hearing related discussions and few laughs it was decided:
I have far too much wax in both ear-holes to do a test today that would be accurate. Told to continue with, but increase the applications of Olive Oil in both channels to loosen the wax. Then I have to return on Tuesday 4th July at 1130hrs for have the wax removed and a test done. Usually, removing the wax would cost me £50 (Two @ £25) to have done, but if I purchase hearing aids from them, it will be free on this occasion.
I explained the discomfort of the current models I have, also the difficulty when it comes to changing and cutting/refitting new tubes. She showed me some in the ear aids. I liked the idea of them, but she was not sure if they would be powerful enough for me, but might be. They will know after the test. These were the cheapest in the range on offer too! This woman I believed and trusted, but the test will be done by someone else, the bloke who I spoke to on my last visit, who looked like a banker with his red braces and hadn’t started shaving yet I didn’t think? My confidence ebbed.
Thanked her and departed. It was a while before the last L9 bus of the day was due, so I had a hobble around for a while.
Went to Victoria Centre (Mall) and into the Tesco store.
Got some sliced sourdough bread and fresh garden peas.
Window shopped as I made my way out of the centre.
Noticed these ladies shoes in a shop window as 
I limped through Trinity Square.O
I liked the look of these a lot.O
Took the photographicalisation of them, so I cold put it on the TFZ site and ask the lassies there for their opinion.
Caught the bus back to the flats, didn’t see any of the other tenants getting on.
Got in the apartment and had a wee-wee.
Got an urge for some chips with the meal.
So made with Meatballs raw pod peas, beetroot, mushrooms and streaky bacon. With a BBQ sauce dip.
Along with a lemon yoghourt, apple and slices of the sourdough bread. Rated this one as 9.1/10.
Took the evening medications and did the health checks.
2000hrs: Attempted to watch some more of the new (To me) ‘Heartbeat’ DVD.
0425hrs: Woke up.
Got the laundry sorted and down to the machine.
Back in the apartment, got the nibbles into the bag for the nurses. Had a wee-wee.
Up once more, and started this diary off. A trouble-free Porcelain Throne session.
Ablutions are done and set off to walk to Carrington and the surgery for the INR blood test.
Up and over the hill and down towards Carrington.
Further down and saw these flowers, Hydrangeas, I think, in a garden close to the surgery.
Limped down into Carrington proper and called in the Lidl store. (When will I ever learn, Tsk!)
Took a shot from the window of down below. Not a lot of activity from the workmen yet. Wait until they start properly. Mainly painters and plasterers on the job at the moment.
Had a wee-wee.
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.
So very depressed now. Gave up on the computer, made and ate a massive meal and fell asleep.
So then tried WordPress and this went funny too and stopped me using it until I closed it, lost the updated script and restarted it again to write this.
Bother was coming from all sides now, not just Facebook and Email sites.
Which I’d never used before, and got into a pickle and a half trying to sort it.
Concentration destroyed by all this worry and failure to solve the issues.
Google Chrome sometimes.
Now I’ll see if this changes anything freezing wise?
0300hrs: Wide awake with a jolt. And, once more in need of the temporarily Christened ‘Diarrhoea’s Porcelain Throne’. Hehe! Twenty minutes later, I’d clean things up and was in the kitchen and sorting out this week’s medication pots.
Made a cuppa and took the medications, the morning view was windy and bleak… most fitting under the circumstances I thought? Haha!
Tried to do some CorelDrawing.
The sage & onion slices were tasty too.
Dropped off the bus and made my way into the Victoria Shopping Centre (Mall).
Out onto Mansfield Road, noticing that the American Diner that had occupied several units had now closed down.
Crossed over at the end of Milton Street, into Clumber Street.N
Sad innit?a V
in deference to his large stature. It is with this connection that the bell was named ‘Little John’. It is hung in the great dome of the Council House in Market Square in the centre of the city and weighs 10 and a half tonnes. Within this dome is also a clock which was made in 1926 by William Cope the nephew of the founders of G. & F. Cope. (clockmakers of Nottingham). He managed to combine the movement of this 
clock to the striking of the bell from which time it has chimed on time constantly and is considered the largest most accurate electric chiming clock in the world.
There were many buildings designed by Nottingham architect Watson Fothergill still going strong.B
The feet were soon giving me some jip, but Duodenal Donald had eased off a lot. The extra Omeprazole and Codeine seems to have worked?
TV, but this is the first time I’ve come across it in real life. Amazing!
Again, I didn’t buy anything, just nosed around.
company owned it all to start with. I wonder if they are still going or have they been sold off?
a pavement cyclist who nearly had me over.
the beauty of his brickwork style buildings?
Picked up the four letters received at the door on entry, had a wee-wee, got the kettle on, and decided to mop the kitchen floor, cause it looked a bit grotty.
Got on with updating this article.
Did some Facebooking.
The first readings of the day for this week seem to be settled and okay? Despite having missed two of the evening doses of my medications, which of course include the Warfarin doses.
Then worked on the next TFZer graphicalisation, and got it finished.
Dropped off the bus and into Victoria Centre and up to the Fruit & Veg Market. Got some more garden peas, a leek and a turnip. Then to the nut stall and got som dark chocolate cashew nuts.
Paid up and departed across the road in the rain to the Curry-PC World shop to look at the headphones.
Walked up through Trinity Walk and could not resist taking this photographicalisation of one of the new giant eateries, branded as ‘Curious Manor’.
I noticed in the jewellery shop window these two ladies watches and took a photograph to use as a competition to guess the prices on the TFZer site.
the town centre and down Exchange Walk and had a potter around the M&S store.
Out and wondered down to the Argos Store to see if they had any suitable headphones, not that I knew much about them. But if they didn’t have Wifi – Mobile Phone or cordless on the descriptions I should be alright?
I walked back into the Slab Square, feet aching a bit now.
I noted a, well I don’t know the word really, milliners perhaps?A shop that did clothes mending sewing and
Got the plate filled with a spread of Potato Rostis, Asda vegetarian sausages, beetroots, fresh Garden Peas, Sourdough bread, orange yoghourt and a banana.
Made a nice strong brew and took the normal medications at the same time.
Got the meal started, not that it took much bother tonight.
As I lay there, naked chested I swear I could see down to the outer part of the tummy bulge, the well-swollen stomach bulge at that, moving as if something was inside and wanting to be outside of it?
0550hrs: Back down to collect the washing, taking the camera with me.
Out and over the road to the glass recycling bins and deposited the jars, then left along Chestnut Walk and right down Winchester Street Hill.
mber for her. She agreed with me that things with the ID were in a mess. Then informed me that my Doctor Vindla was not in today but should be tomorrow, and she will let her have the request if she agrees she’ll let me know via email, and I should be able to call on Thursday or Friday to collect it.
Caught the bus back into Sherwood and called at the Continental Food Shop and got some bread and Krakowski meat.
On leaving the store on Mansfield Road, I observed two pigeons totally ignoring what looked like the remains of a Kebab in the roadside gutter.
healing cream to use for the red swelling. I was in and out in fifteen minutes, five more and I was on the 40 bus, another ten minutes and I was dropping off on Winchester Street Hill. Never been known to be so quick and sorted so soon.
Got the meal on the go.
Got the din-dins sorted in no time. roast potatoes,