Thursday, May 02, 2013

Diary of Woe - May 2013

Wednesday 1st May:

* Up at 0600hrs, WC (much blood, must see doc), feeling a bit better this morning up to now. Cuppa, medications and laptop on.

* Scrubbed up and carbolicalised, I set off on a walk into the City centre. Decent weather, not too windy, and the legs not playing up too much at all, although not havinghad decent hobble for a while, I felt a bit out of wind after a while.

* Called into Poundland to see if they had any of the salt and vinegar Pringles - when I realised theirs were 150g weight, compared to Asda's 190g at £1.09 - So Asda would be cheaper! Take note any economists reading!

* Fought my way through the Big Issue Sellers, yobboes and Street Performers to get to the 99p shop in the dying a death Broad Marsh Centre. where I asked an assistant who obviously didn't speak English too well: "Excuse me, can you tell me if you have any of the citrus fresh air sprays in please?" She led me to a shelf with chocolate bars and confectionery on it.

* Caught the bus back to the hovel, took the long walking route back to avoid dome hooded apprentice mafia yobboes, and got in safely.

* A chap called at the door, his immediate words were: "I'm not trying to sell you anything... (I noticed the window and conservatory catalogues under his arm) and I stopped him momentarily there and then by saying "You can't get blood out of a stone mate..."
He replied: "Ah but we can do your windows for only £5 a week!" I shut the door.

* The usual fatigue dawned on me, and nothing of any worth was done for the rest of the day.


Thursday 2nd May:

* Up at 0530hrs, WC (blood again but only a little), laptop on, cuppa, WC, medications taken, and article about 1950s Quotes wot I copied a while ago updated.


How things change eh? This list was compiled from the web by Gerry Chambers, our senile, decrepit Nottingham pensioner for your perusal and enjoyment.

Here are some quotes from people in during the 1950's.

(1) "I'll tell you one thing, if things keep going the way they are, its' going to be impossible to buy a weeks groceries for less than £5!"

(2) "Have you seen the new cars coming out next year? It won't be long when £200 will only buy a used one."

(3) "If cigarettes keep going up in price, I'm going to quit. 1/6d (7½d) a pack, this is ridiculous."

(4) "Did you hear the post office is thinking about charging a 6d (2½d) just to mail a letter?"

(5) "The Government are wanting to get its hands on everything. Pretty soon it's going to be impossible to run a family business or farm."

(6) "When I first started driving, who would have thought petrol would someday cost 2/- (10p) a gallon. Guess we'd be better off leaving the car in the garage."

(7) "Kids today are impossible. Those duck tail haircuts make it impossible to stay groomed. Next thing you know, boys will be wearing their hair as long as the girls."

(8) "Kid’s music drives me wild. This 'Rock Around The Clock' thing is nothing but racket."

(9) "I'm afraid to send my kids to the movies any more. Ever since they let Clark Gable get by with saying 'damn' in 'Gone With The Wind,' it seems every movie has a 'hell' or damn' in it."

(10) "It won't be long until couples are sleeping in the same bed with each other in the movies. What is this world coming to?"

(11) "Marilyn Monroe is now showing her bra and panties, so apparently there are no standards anymore."

(12) "Soon you won't be able to buy a decent 6p (2½d) cigar."

(13) "I read the other day where some scientist thinks it's possible to put a man on the moon by the end of the century. They even have some fellows they call astronauts preparing for it down in Texas. It’ll never happen of course"

(14) "Did you see where that Chelsea football player just signed a contract for £56 a week, just to play football? It wouldn't surprise me if someday they'll be making more than the Prime Minister."

(15) "I never thought I'd see the day all our kitchen appliances would be electric. They are even making electric typewriters now."

(16) "1/- (5d) for a loaf of bread? Christ where will it all end?"

(17) "It's too bad things are so tough nowadays. I see where a few married women are having to work to make ends meet."

(18) "It won't be long before young couples are going to have to hire someone to watch their kids so they can both go out to work."

(19) "Marriage doesn't mean a thing anymore, those Hollywood stars seem to be getting divorced at the drop of a hat."

(20) " I'll tell you one thing. If my son ever talks back to me, he won't be able to sit down for a week."

(21) "Did you know the new Vicar is allowing women to wear slacks to his services? Absolutely disgusting!"

(22) "Next thing you know is, the government will start paying us not to grow crops."

(23) "I'm just afraid that Volkswagen Beetle car is going to open the door to a whole lot of foreign imports coming in."

(24) "The picture houses are now charging 1/- (5p) entry fee, this will mean the end of the industry I can tell you."

(25) "Why in the world would you want to send your daughter to college? Isn't she going to get married? It would be different if she could be a doctor or a lawyer."

(26) "I advised my children to smoke Craven 'A' cigarettes, they are better for the throat you know."

(27) "There is no fun in going to Skeggy or Mablethorpe any more for a weekend. It costs nearly £1 a night to stay in some of the boarding houses now."

(28) "Now they are changing the meters (Gas/Electricity) to 1/- (5p) instead of a penny!"

(29) "AA and RAC patrols on the 'A' roads will always be there for us."

(30) "If a few idiots want to risk their necks flying across the country that's fine, but
nothing will ever replace trains."

(31) "I don't know about you but if Wimpey’s raise the price of coffee to 3p (p), I'll just have to drink mine at home."

(32) "If they think I'll pay 1/6d (7½p) for a hair-cut, forget it. I'll have the wife learn to cut hair."

(33) "We won't be going out much any more. Our baby sitter informed us she wants 6p (2½p) an hour. Kids think money grows on trees."

(34) "Cars which dim their lights by sensors, automatic transmissions, and who knows what else? Pretty soon they will drive themselves." 

Can you remember or relate to any?

* Must remember to go and vote later today... I suppose.

* Walked to the Forest and caught the tram to Bulwell. Showing the conductor my bank card in error for my bus-pass. A fellow senior sitting opposite to me, laughed and offered these words of wisdom to me: "It's bad when you start losing it and can do nothing about it innit?" We had a natter, and he told of the time he tried to use his bus pass in the cash machine at the supermarket. I didn't tell him I'd done that twice this year.

* Called in to get some savoury belly-pork strips from freezer shop, not expecting them to have any in again. Managed to find one battered packet mixed in with the sausages. When it came to paying for it, the ensuing battle the lady cashier had to prise the money from my hand was interesting and crowd gathering. (My fingers had frozen again)

* Caught the bus back to Carrington. Had nice beans, bacon and bubble and squeak for nosh.

* Brother-in-law rang, kept me updated with the CIS business he is taking care of for me. Thanks Pete, many thanks.


Friday 3rd May:

* Managed about three hours kip. Up WC (No blood!), cuppa and on laptop to update the following article wot I wrote:

Phrases into 1960's Nottingham Slang Definition




Intrepid ex- Skoda Estelle driving pensioner Gerry Chambers recalls his memories of the unique speech patterns, inflections, and choice of words used by his fellow Nottinghamians, in comparisons to lesser proletariat areas of our once semi-great country.:

Go away : Geroff

What would you like?: Wodayowant?

In trouble with the teacher: Yer inferitnar

A friend: Mate, chum, serry or mucker

Would you like to engage with me in fisticuffs?: Purumup!

Do you understand?: See worrimean?

How are you going?: Ayup midduck!

I disagree!: I'll nut you one!, or Screw you!

I do not know: Dunno

Stop!: Givova!

Is it not?: Innit?

I'm going to church: Gonna Chapel

I beg your pardon?: Yerwot?

Being silly: Tomfoolery

I am surprised!: Gerraway!

What would you like?: Woderuwant?

I did not carry out these actions!: I dintdoit!

I think you are wrong!: Soddu mate!

I like it: Good innit

I have ran out of money: Am skint

Here you are: Eeyar

Sweets: Dudoos

Lollipops: Suckers

It is broken: It's brock

Toffees: Tuffehs

Hello my friend: Ayergooin’

Horses: Bobbos

Soft or Weak: Nesh

Hurry: Mek'aste

My Mother: Ah Mam

Can I have a ride on your bicycle crossbar?: Gizza krosseh
A weak drink: Mazzi-watter

Under the influence of alcohol: Bladdered

Laugh quietly: Chuckle

Very pleased: Reet chuffed

Fell over: Went arse-over-tit
Can you give me a look?: Gizza a gozz?

Pregnant : Up the Duff

Be quiet: Shutyergob

Are you in good health my friend?: Owya goinonn then serri?

Can you direct me to the public house?: Wairza booza?

Its cold today isn't it?: Intitt koad?

I don't believe you: Gerrahtonit!

Do you want something?: Worrayouwant?

Can I have some?: Gizzabitt
Your Mother shall hear of this: Gonna tellumam

It was not very good: It wer krap!
Please carry on: Geron we-it

Goodbye: Tara then

Do you realise: Jono

You are acting stupidly: Yer prattin abaht
Can I have a turn?: Gizzago

I shall not continue with this course of action: Bogga that furr gaima soajiz

I do not share your confidence in your abilities as a pugilist: Korl yersenn a faiter?

A hairstyle: Annair doo

It is time for bed: Gerrupp them stairs

He is unsociable: Ee doant gerronn wee nobody

Don't let it concern you: Nehmind ay

Dust yourself off: Batt yersenn dahn

I have had sufficient to eat: Am podged missen

Did you get lost?: Wairvyerbinn till nah?

You are a fool: Yo-a prattannarf yo-are

Factory: Faktreh

He is rather choosy about his food: Eezabitt finnikeh inni

Please come in: Gerrineer

It is a complete mystery to me: Adunno worritts all abaht

Please be quiet: Odjer noise

Garden shed: Ahtahse

Hospital: Opical

Keep calm: Owdyer-ossers

Please keep to the pavement: Gerront kawzi

It is rather chilly today: Innit cowd

Listen to the rain: Arkattit

Is anything amiss?: Wotsup?

Please go away : Gerroff

Who was he with?: Oo worree wee?

Was he alone?: Worree wee iz-sen?

Have you made the tea, dear?: Aya masht midduck?

You should always obtain a certificate: Y'alluz wanna gerra susstifikut

Is your wife with you?: Aya gorra weeya?

Please desist: Ghee ova

I told him the decision was his: Atode im eekudd pleez izzen

I fear you will be in trouble: Yowl koppitt

Get up, or I may use violence: Gerrup yo, else al bat yatabb

May I accompany you?: Kanni cum anorl?

Did he say anything?: Ez ee sed owt?

Didn't you get anything?: Ant yer gorrote?

It will not hurt you: Ittle norrotcha

Eat it up: Gerrit darn yer

I have soiled my hands: Ah've gonun dottied missen 

Did it alarm you?: Were yer frit?

Please be quiet: Shurrup

What purchases are you about to make?: Wottyer gerrin?

That is your share, there is no more: Sorl yer gerrin

I am innocent: Ah don't know nowt abaht it

Please may I have a sip of your drink : Gizzah swig 

You will recover from it: Yowl gerrovver it

Do not distress yourself: 
Don't knock yersen up

Please go home: Gerroff om

He is rather small in stature: E wants sum ossmuck inniz boots

I have arrived home safely: Am om

He has withdrawn his labour: Izz not gooin ter wock terday

It is hardly worthy of consideration: Tint woth it

* Put link on Facebook.

* Margaret might be coming round today, I hope.


Saturday 4th May:

* Not a bad night again at all sleep-wise. Up at 0445hrs, WC, cuppa, medications consumed, laptop on, and surfed (The net that is of course, not the sea!).

* Got ready to go and see Margaret at her workplace, the Theatre Royal.

* Set off on me walk to town, and low and behold, another accident on Mansfield Road. A bus had hit a Fiat Cinquecento. I had the camera with me, but they were cutting out three people and a baby as I passed, so decided against taking shot. Moved on to town.

* Called in and got Margaret a chicken sandwich, bacon and  cheese square and a cream cake,  'cause she's on another split shift at work, and I thought it might save her some time if she didn't have to cook a meal. She was busy, so I only stayed a few minutes.

* Mansfield Road was choc-c-block, so I knew there would be no point in catching a bus back, so I had a hobble home to Carrington. Called in Lidl as I was passing, and got a giant tin of 'Pea Stew', never seen one before. Contents: Water, Peas semi mushy (40%), potatoes, carrots, peppers, some tiny pieces of ham and several E number additions.

* Fed the pigeons on the way to the house... well, I call it a house?.

* When I got in, I had some of the Pea Soup, it was delicious. WC.

* I was listening to the radio, and the sound suddenly stopped. I fiddled with me new headphones (I cannot hear anything clear enough just using me hearing aids), but no luck.
Put the TV on and tried again, nothing. So no radio or TV for me until I can get another set. Tsk and Shit!

* Found that the wiring had come lose on one of the ear pads. Searched around to see if I had any others, and found Two sets! Neither working. Nipped down to Lidl to see if they had any before they closed - No.

* When I got back in again, I realised I'd gone out in me slippers. (Oh dear oh dear!)

* It say's on the Nottingham Now site, that the bus driver and the car driver involved in the accident are both still in hospital, two of the car passengers were only slightly injured and ahd been treated and sent home, and the good news, the baby was unharmed. So a bit of good news there.


Sunday 5th May:

*  Up around 0600hrs. WC, cuppa, medications, and poddled about on laptop.

* Remembered I had to get new earphones today, so I can listen to me radio and TV, and some braces to keep me trousers up. So I abluted and changed into me walking gear, and hobbled into town to have a look around at about 0930hrs.
Walked into town to find it almost bare of people - when I visited the shops that might sell me requirements, I found them all closed until 1100am - must be a council Sunday stipulation?

So I had a good walk around the city centre, starting with a walk through the Victoria Centre closed shops Mall, and over the top coming down the steps on the other side of Upper Parliament Street. Descending back to ground level via the quaint Durex, sick, urine and empty bottle strewn stairway from hell, as in the photo wot I took 'ere.
Still, it gave the pigeons something to peck at.
Moved down Milton Street, with a very early Big Issue seller on his mobile.
Into the Slab Square, where I passed a dozen or so people waiting for 'Primark' to
open.
Over the square down to St Peters church, where on the grassy-moll outside, the Bible basher's were in good voice, and the Muslims were setting up their stall in opposition a few yards away in readiness for a verbal battle no doubt.
I moved away sharpishly, and up to the back entrance to the abysmal Broad Marsh Shopping centre, up along the tram track to the top of Hockley, down Goosegate then George Street back onto Upper Parliament Street, near what used to be called the Palais de Danse. Still very few folk about.
Down to Huntingdon Street and up back into the Victoria centre.
By now the shops had started to open, so I nipped into Wilko's to view there earphones.
I bought a set for £15.99, not knowing if they would be any good.

* Then over to J Lewis to have a look at theirs - the cheapest ones were £39.99.

* As I climbed the stairs up to the gents wear dept to have a look at their braces prices - 'Ping!' me belt snapped on me trews! So now, whatever they cost, I had to get a pair didn't I. Limping around carrying me bag and holding up me trousers, I bought their cheapest pair at £19.99.
It made me think of the time I bought my very first suit as a youngster from Burton's - for £9! (Tsk)

* With aching feet I joined the queue for a bus, and got back to the hovel, eager to try out me headphones - thank heavens they worked.


Monday 6th May:

* Up at 0530hrs - WC (No blood), cuppa, laptop on, medications, and a failed search for my hearing aids.

* Bad day.


Tuesday 7th May:

* Bad night, did not get up until 0700hrs. WC, cuppa, medications etc. Felt a lot better later.

* No Warfarin blood level test today, 'cause of Bank Holiday.

* Had me breakfast. (Pictured on the left here).

* Abluted and got things ready for the launderette. Walked down and started the wash machine, and had a hobble around the block, during which I saw a car pull out in front of a cyclist, then stop and reversed into him.
It was only his quick reactions that prevented him from being ran over.
She then parked in front of the shops, having travelled about 250 yds.
I took a photo of her vehicle, as a warning to other road  users if they should see it anywhere near them.
Seeing how she failed to see the cyclist in the first place, who had right of way, then not seeing him in the mirror she didn't use, and I suspect she was using a mobile device of some sort, but cannot be certain - I think anyone on the roads of Nottingham should be warned!
Lovely looking car though - shame about the driver innit?

* Got back to launderette and as I was finishing me drying and packing the togs away in me bag, me mate 'Big John Wayne' came in, and we had a natter.
I bid my farewell's to the gal in the launderette (no reply), I walked/limped/hobbled back to the flea-pit.

* Put away me washing, put the oven on to warm up, and then had a walk to the local butchers to get some potatoes for roasting. They had some very nice looking cooked ham, so I had two slices of it.

* Got back to the hovel again, and  put potatoes in the oven. (whether I remember them or not is another question).

* Made a giant cuppa, and decided against having a walk today. So started laptop to do this update, Facebook, Cafe Spice, and then some graphics for Patti.


Wednesday 8th May:

* Up around 0515hrs, still feeling tired though, horrible dreams again. WC (No blood), laptop on, cuppa and medications taken.

* So tired. Did some graphics and Facebooking.

* Pete rang, he is coming over tomorrow to help me sort contacting CIS and sort pension.

* Did nowt really today, feeling weary.

* No plippin' sleep again. Still it gave me a chance to 'talk' to Patti and Frank in America. Frankie is going though a rough time with medical procedures. Patti is slowly recovering from major surgery - we are a right trio, all around the same age too.
Patti has written two comedy song parodies: I thought they were noth so good, I'm going to print em, and show her amazing sense of humour.

First one - to be sang to the Beatles Eight Days a Week tune.

Ooh I need a doctor,
Don't you know it's true.
Cause I have bursitis, Dementia and the flu.

Aspirin, Ben Gay, pain pills, oi vey,
Got to take my meds babe,
Eight pills a day.

Got a heart condition,
Liver's shot to hell.
And the water weight gain,
Is making my feet swell.

Aspirin, Ben Gay, pain pills, oi vey,
Ain't got nothin' but pain, babe,
Eight pills a day.

Eight pills a day,
I'm tay ay ay ay taking.
Eight pills a day,
Is not enough to ease the pain.

Got a new prescription,
Take it twice a day.
Making drug stores richer,
Just on my co-pay.

Aspirin, Ben Gay, pain pills, oi vey,
Got to take my meds, babe,
Eight pills a day.

Eight pills a day,
I'm tay ay ay ay taking.
Eight pills a day,
Is not enough to ease the pain.

Ooh I need a doctor,
Don't you know it's true.
Cause I have bursitis, Dementia and the flu.
Aspirin, Ben Gay, pain pills, oi vey,
Got to take my meds, babe,
Eight pills a day.
Eight pills a day.
Eight pills a day.

Second one - to be Sung to the Everly Brothers, "Bye-Bye Love

Bye bye youth,
Bye bye agility,
Hello senility,
I think I’m a gonna cry-y.

Bye Bye looks,
Bye Bye suppleness,
Hello bagginess,
My how time does fly-y.
Bye bye my youth goodby-y.

I was a looker at twenty-one.
During my thirties, I sure had fun.
Made it to forty
Without a frown,
But hitting sixty
That’s got me down.

Bye bye Youth,
Bye bye agility,
Hello senility,
I think I’m a gonna cry-y.

Bye Bye looks,
Bye Bye suppleness,
Hello bagginess,
My how time does fly-y.
Bye bye my youth goodby-y.

I’m pushing sixty
And I’ve been told,
It’s the new forty
And ain’t so old.
Will you please tell that
To my sex drive,
Hell I’m just happy
To be alive.

Bye bye youth,
Bye bye agility,
Hello senility,
I think I’m a gonna cry-y.

Bye Bye looks,
Bye Bye suppleness,
Hello bagginess,
My how time does fly-y.
Bye bye my youth goodby-y.
Bye bye youth goodbye. Bye bye my youth goodbye-y.


No good if you can't remember the tunes of course, but okay for us oldies. (He he)



* I was so impressed I did a couple of graphics and posted them on the web to show Patti's skills off.

Thursday 9th May:

* Managed to get off to sleep about 0445hrs at last - then of course missed me mornin' medications, and woke (0940hrs) just in time to get ready for Pete's visit at 1030hrs.

* Luckily I'd decoked my hearing aids, and Pete rang the CIS to sort out the pension policies that were confusing me somewhat. I think I'm still a little confused, but less confused than before... I think?

* Went with Pete to purchase some items as required by sister Jane.
During a walk between shops, Pete spotted a new pavement painting - done by the Council! He took a photo of it, and will end it to me via email so I can post it here later... wait and see!

* Caught bus back to the bomb-site, had me nosh, and the usual fatigue began to dawn.

* Feeling like sleep will be hard to get tonight again. Will go see GP if I have another bad one methinks.


* Pete sent the photo of Doggy sign from the pavement on Daleside Road, Nottingham.

* Managed to keep me tea intake down today again, only had three cups.
My new Cyber friend Patti says it might help me to cope with the angina problems somewhat.
Good enough for me, although I do like me cuppa normally, but I'll see how it goes with reduced intake for a few weeks.
Thanks to Patti, who is suffering with great resilience, determination, and humour with many serious medical maladies, bravely.

Saturday 11th May:

* Up at 0600hrs, bit better night for kip thank heavens. angina a bit easier too, looking good at the moment.

* Did sod all yesterday, other than work on and off on me graphics, drink, eat, pass-wind from both ends and coped with the dizzy spells.
The weather was (and still is) a little too windy for me to go on any walks, especially as I have developed a sniffle, cough and sneezing a bit. Going to stay wrapped up inside for a couple of days methinks. Get meself ready for the Warfarin level tests on Tuesday.

* Laptop started, WC, cuppa, and did some Facebooking. Patti and Frank's messaging keeps me going, they are both worthy of the Gerriculum Certificate of Appreciation yer know.

* Still, the angina has eased a bit, the new painful cough I put down to the colder weather, and me not getting out and about.

* Talk about Lazy Hazy Crazy Days of Summer.


Sunday 12th May:

* Up 0630hrs, usual peformance to get me engine started.

* New pains higher in chest today, rather bothersome. Angina again I suspect.

*Laptop all day, then some TV for me to fall asleep to at night. Patti messaged me, and she also responded to me smudges (graphics) wot I dun. Bless her, she offered me kind support, considering her position and procedures she's going through, this humbled me.

* Decided to go to NHS Drop in centre Monday, if the new pains did not abate a bit. Took extra painkillers, not a good idea, but I felt this necessary today.

* Not a good day.

* Me latest Patti smudge - I'm glad to report that she liked this one too!


Monday 13th May:

* A new stiffness in me chest this morning, but the sharp pains have lessened nicely. Tightness probably due to me cold wot I've caught. So I decided against going to the drop-in centre today.
Got to go to the hospital clinic for me Warfarin level tests tomorrow anyway, so if anything still playing up, I can call at the Cardiac on H5.

* No WC this morning - wonder if that is a sign?

* Did some smudges early on and posted them.

* Forced meself to have a walk, to loosen meself up ready for the marathon walk to the QMC in the morning.

* Managed to pass some water to avoid possible difficulties later.

* The Moscow State Circus was setting up on the Forest site as I passed.
The cheaper concessionary blocked-view seats were only £15... huh!
Mind you, when I investigated the prices to see Acker Bilk at the Royal Centre last month, the cheapest seats were £26 - so I didn't go to hear Acker Bilk at the Royal Centre did I?
The second photo shows the massive passionate queues at the booking trailer.

* Walked to Asda and got some bread, milk and yoghurt.
Then I suddenly decided to go to Bulwell on the tram (the stop happens to be outside Asda) and have a walk around and peruse for special offers. (The wonder of the ftee bus-pass eh?)
It was windy this morning, the ever present threat of rain, but none yet.


* Arriving in Bulwell, the knees were playing up a bit. But the angina was bot too bad at all... crossed fingers...

* As I walked over the bridge from the station, I could not help but admire the detritus thrown in the river Leen.
A finer, more varied collection of crap I have never seen in any river or canal to match this one.

* I poddled to the freezer shop, but they had nothing on offer, when I came out of the shop, everywhere was wet, a short sharp shower had obviously taken place while I was musing in the shop. By gum I'm quick yer know!


* So I walked across the empty market place to see if B&M had owt on offer.
On the way, I took another photo of the church where a woman was stabbed last October, showing the wet roads.

* Nowt at B&M of interest, so I caught the bus back to the flea-pit.

* Margaret phoned, glas to say she is getting a bit better, and is going to go to work tomorrow and see how she goes. I'll call in to see her and take her some nosh on the way back from the hospital.

* 1900hrs - bloody chest pains back again - sod em!


Tuesday 14th May:


* Up around 0600hrs - did some smudges for Patti's Dailt Words of Wisdom on Facebook.

* Warfarin tests today, so I got the things ready as soon as I managed to visit the WC - usuallt no problem, but a little reluctant today. Angina still lingering a bit, but otherwise no prob's. Hurrah!

* Hoping to visit Margaret on the way back from hospital at the Theatre Royal... if I remember. Tsk!

* 0732hrs: Ah well, must power down now, and get meself abluted and changed for me marathon walk - hope it doesn't rain. TTFN all.

* Ready and off at 0810hrs - feeling good.

* 0859hrs: About ¾ of way on me walk to the QMC plates (feet) are stinging, and the chest a bit tingly.

* Arrived about 0925hrs - and fought me way through the haze of the smokers ciggies through to the waiting area inside, quite a few folk there today, 'cause of the Bank Holiday last week perhaps.

* Did a complete (Easy) crossword while waiting. Got in and was tended toby a nurse that nearly spoke to me.

* Out about 1030hrs, and caught bus to town, remembering to visit Margaret at the Theatre Royal about 1300hrs.

* Had a good walk around the city centre, then called in the library and read some of Himmler's biography, and a WWE history book (Lots of pictures in that one yer see).
Interesting Himmler's story, next time I'm in town I'll have a further read. I'd have borrowed it but the book is bigger the Hitler's Mein Kampf, and I had a bit of stuff in me bag already.

* I took a photo out of the window, of the adjoining building site where they had demolished the old Elite cinema, and were building a block of 400 flats for students. Might be of interest to me brother-inlaw Pete, as he was in the trade.

* Came out, and it was still a little early to call and see Angel Margaret, so I had a poddle though another area of the city, where I came across this car on the left parked surrounded by double yellow lines?
Hey-ho!

* Further along, I saw a new night club or whatever you call them nowadays, called Spanky Van Dykes?

* This made me think of Cliveypops and his Spunky series.
Spunky Woods

* Oh I see now, it's called an Eatery and Funhouse... a bit slow there I was, but that's nothing new nowadays for me.

* Went in to see Margaret, gave her her nibbles, and she helped me with the second crossword. Said I'd call and see her again on Thursday. Hope she copes alright.

* Caught the bus back to Carrington, and nipped in Grumps... I mean Lidl, to get bread, milk, potatoes and be glared at by the staff. (Well, it pleases them yer know)

* Got in the hovel, and put pots in oven, then updated this tosh. Feeling a bit weary now.


Wednesday 15th May:

* Not much sleep last night, got up late for me 0640hrs - cuppa and took med's quickly. No WC though? A bit worrying. However the chest pains have abated, and the knees and feet are giving no bother, hurrah!

* On laptop... oh WC now visited.

* Back down on laptop and did this funny graphic on the left amd posted it on me Facebook.

* Had a nosh of potatoes, beans and ham, followed by a lemon curd yoghourt  and two bickies with a cuppa.

By gum, the Queen would be so jealous if she knew how I lived...

* Got results from the Warfarin level tests, along with the usual advertising bumpf for currys and pizzas. Tsk!

It was spot on for the  first time ever. The angina keeps reminding me of it's presence occasionally, but the hands and knees are easier, the hernia okay, no dizzy spells since the one this morning, the piles not bad at all, and no cramps at all up to now. Great! I might take up playing squash again... perhaps not though eh? 

* Hard getting to sleep again, although very little actual pain?

Wednesday 16th May:


* So, no sleep last night at all - until 0600hrs when I nodded off at last, remembered to take me morning medication first though. woke at 1100hrs. WC (One hell of a mammoth session too!), sorted me next block of med's out, had a cuppa and got bits of nosh sorted for Margaret.
Will try to remember to get her some flowers on the walk into town to visit her.



Friday 17th May:

* Not one of me better days.

Saturday 18th May:

* Better nights kip - hurrah! Feeling a bit perkier this morning, and chest pains easing as the morning goes on too!
WC (no blood), cuppa and medications taken. I realised that I had made up all me pots of doses, and had put the Simvastin in the AM box's in error for the evening box's - so changed them around. Tsk!

* Got on with doing some graphics for Patti and Frank. Took a while to get the 'Peekaboo one right, but i enjoy doing them when someone comments on them. Makes me feel a bit better in meself.
I love doing them, and of course i have the time nowdays to indulge meself in me whims and wotsits.

* Still having bother when I bend down, but getting used to it more now.
You should see and hear me when I change clothes... or maybe not though!

* Must get out today, a walk to get some bleach, bread and spa water... God it's an exciting existence innit?
I can understand how others are so jealous of me lifestyle.
Oh, I might have a walk to town and get the Himmler biography out on loan - must find me reading glasses first though.

* I hope Patti and Frank, my two American cyber-friends are doing alright, they're both suffering with great dignity.


Sunday 19th May:

* Another decent night (I could get to like this), up at 0530hrs, and the chest pains started early. Still the knees, hernia, hands and piles are not so bad today yet.

* WC (No blood), laptop and kettle on, medications taken, and did a bit of Facebooking, Cafe Spice, and graphics for Patti and Frankie.

* Think I might have a walk today, and take some photo's in Nottingham, then I can update me Facebook Nottingham photo's gallery perhaps?
Now, where's me camera?
Decisions decisions decisions... Tsk!

* Might take an extra painkiller if the chest pains don't abate soon. 

* Did an wedding anniversary smudge for Carole and Skoobie, and posted that as well. Hope they have a great day.

* Went up to turn the water heater on, and found a new item to stub me toe on - the lamp that had somehow fell off me stool overnight - ah well!

* Went up to do me ablutions and get dressed into me rags for the walk.

* Came down and spent bloomin' ages loooking for me reading long range glasses, camera/batteries, then me bus pass and finally the house keys.
Hey-ho!

* Had a poddle into town.


* Called into Aldi store (on right), and got some bits, and have to report a new member of staff, (she had to be new, she was too helpful and respectful to be an older more experienced member of Aldi's staff), was helpful and patient... and also called me back when she realised I'd left me bank card in the payment machine!
Phew! nearly did it again there, a big thank you to the gal on the checkout from this old fart I can tell yer!

* Had a limp around town, and when I passed the old Virgin, the HMV shop that
has been closed down for a  year or so, maybe even more, I noticed they had renewed their effort to get some idiot to rent the shop lease, with bigger brighter posters on the windows of the shop - but this time, they left off printing the fact that they want £322,128 a year in rent!
Cor blimey, no wonder there are so many closed retail units all over Nottingham is it at these rents?
Perhaps I could rent it to sell me smudges out of?
Only joking here you know!


* Feet now beginning to ache, but the knees doing nicely, I walked up into the Slab Square.

* Here I took a shot of the tram coming into town on its way to the Train station.
Just out of shot is a Big Issue seller, she was on her mobile for the entire ten minutes I was there, and a busker with ginormous speakers blaring out some old tunes from the 70s I think. No one went near him, most gave the poor sod dirty looks and grimaced at him.

* Caught bus back to the flea-pit, and had a wonderful nosh.
Potatoes, parsnips, pickled beetroot (after a ten minute battle to open the jar), and beans, followed by a lemon yogurt with a cuppa.

* The afternoon fatigue came a little earlier than usual, and I faded. 


Monday 20th May:

* Up at 0500hrs, WC, where I spent a good while, so long I was glad I kept me books up there to help take me mind off the pain - had a re-read of Stalingrad.

* Laptop on, cuppa, medications consumed, and back to the WC. (Bit of blood again, nowt to worry about methinks)

* Did some smudges I was mildly pleased with and posted them. Patti not so good at the moment, I pray she copes and gets some relief from her suffering.


* I did a rework of the PFG (Patti Frank Gerry) cabin graphic, and added some extras, the water pump, chickens, birds and changed Frankies hat to a Davy Crockett one, as well as moving bits about. I hope they like it.

* The angina seems to be relenting a bit, good news that, but you never know do you. Tsk!

* Might try to take a walk again later, keep the knees going.
(Failed)

* Must give sister Jane a call later, see how she and Pete going on.

* Watched on DVD some episodes of Life on Mars 1st series - not watched them for a few years, enjoyed them.

Tuesday 21st May:

* Better nights kip last night, although full of the usual dreams, I felt a lot better this morning as I reckon I got a good 6 hours in, and no WC visits, not even now after I've been up for an hour or so. (Bit worrying really, I've gotten used to to my three trips in the first hour - Tsk!)

* Medications taken, cuppa, and on the laptop.

* Must get things ready for the launderette in a bit.

* Got a nick when shaving - bit of a job to stop the bleeding.

* Big John called, he was kindly going to pick me up from home, and take me to launderette.


* Big John Wayne lifted me home with the laundry, then took me to Asda to get shopping in.

* Had a good hobble around Asda, buying things I did not need, and having a natter with Big John, who then lifted me home and took out the heavy bags for me to the door.

* I felt well shattered after I'd eaten, and dissolved into the chair where I stayed, moving only to use the WC, make a cuppa, and get me med's.

Wednesday 22nd May:

* Got up at 0500hrs, and pondered over; the many dreams I'd had, and then forgot them immediately. Kettle on, WC (No blood), laptop started, more wind passed, cuppa and med's taken, still felt a little weary for some reason.

* The flippin' laptop's medical condition is worse than my health is! Managed to do a Young-Patti smudge, but it took yonks and yonks.
Very slow, stuttering, not enough power, and all sort of warnings coming up. (Bit like me really)

* Decided to take a walk into town and the market to see if I could get a large saucepan to replace the one I incinerated.
En route i called in Aldi to get some shatiki mushrooms and their own brand crisps Naughty I know).
The lady on the checkout kindly short changed me, but being as she reminded me I'd left me cash card behind the other day, and she gave me the pound that was short in me change without sneering or scowling at me (She must have been new.)

* Plodded on to the market and had a walk around, so sad to see so many stalls unoccupied. I called in the Alladin's Cave shop where they seem to sell everything for the household uses, and bought a cheapo saucepan (We my record in the burning of food department, why risk getting an expensive one?). Costing £8.99, I gave her a £20 note, and got £1.01 change - hello I thought as I walked out of the stall, this ain't right! I approached the woman who said immediately "I know, your change was short... and gave me the missing tenner. (Hump!)

* Aware of the 'Things happen in Threes' legend... I decided against going in the pound shop to have a look around... risk it? With my record today? No!

* Put some belly pork in the oven, potatoes on the boil in the new pan, and peas and mushrooms in the little saucepan, I started the laptop to update this drivel. Must have taken me a record length of time.
I fear the worst for me old laptop... poor thing.


* Well, just look at the new photo on the left?
No words needed methinks... other than curse words?
That was garden peas and Shitako mushrooms.
Not any more.
So sad.
The pungent smell lingers throughout the flea-pit...

* Computer not letting me work on Coreldraw, will have an uneducated fiddle with things in the AM to see if I can do anything with it. (The laptop I mean of course)


Thursday 23rd May:

* Bad night, but things improved when I got up, and started pottering about. WC later than usual again, cuppa, medications, toyed with laptop to try and get improved performance. Then remembered that brother-in-law Pete was callling to see me when he'd dropped of Jane (my sister) at 'Keep-Fit class'.

* So, I put the oven on, and prepared some jacket potatoes top recipe three, and put em in the oven.

* Continued with the laptop trials, did a graphic, then I emptied the potato husks, mixed me ingredients and refilled the skins and returned them to the oven to brown off while I shot up and did me ablutions, managing to cut meself near me tab-hole in the process, but it was okay, hardly bled at all. (Warfarin level low?)

* Pete rang to say he was outside as I was coming back down the stairs. Perfect timing from Pete.
The potatoes were ready and I wrapped them in foil and gave them to Pete first thing, just in case I forgot about them later.

* We had a natter, and laugh, and I showed him me artwork on the computer - that was still slow, but going, nad allowing me to use Coreldraw in a fashion.

* Pete shot off to collect Jane, and I returned to the laptop.

* Very late in the day for me, and despite the threat of rain in the air, I felt I needed a little walk, and set off to walk to Lenton (Only about a mile each way, if that). Thought I'd get some bread from Aldi, and have a look to see if BM had any bargains.

* Fed the birds en-route on the Forest. Arriving at the retail park, I went into Aldi's and got some bread, to be given 5x1p pieces and five 2p pieces in the change? Huh! At least I wasn't overcharged or short changed this time.

* I poddled over to BM, where nothing of any interest took my eye, so I limped back home, somewhat more slowly than I limped there. (The feet oh)

* The sky darkened and I thought I was going to get caught in a downpour, but it held off until I got back to the dump.
Where the Sherlock Holmes DVD was put on, and nothing creative, inventive or worthwhile done, as I dosed, passed wind, had a big meal, followed be more of the same until finally my body allowed me to get to sleep of sorts.

* The rain came as I got in the hovel.

* No WC visits throughout the night, a bit concerning in a way, but a nice change.

Friday 24th May:

* Usual dream filled but no recollection of details night. WC visit urgently tended to, but then again I was up much later than usual, around 0630hrs.
Cuppa, medications, much wind, angina not so bad this morning up to now, hernia okay, knees/feet okay too, hands great, ulcer fair, ticker ticking, no dizzies and a massive pile of washing up scowling at me each time I go into the kitchen. 

* Laptop okay, but I've not tried using Coreldraw yet. Yep, seems to be operating, so did some smudges and Facebooking, enjoyed it too.

* The rain drizzled down, and I made a pan of stew. Potatoes, parsnips, onions, carrots, beans etc, and ate it with relish and bread.
I can report the saucepans and oven dish both survived the ordeal today - although it was a bit close for the small saucepan, merely singed the fodder in it, no incinerations! Hurrah!

* No walks today, had a real idle day, but still managed to nod-off for a while this afternoon, waking up thinking it was morning - Tsk!


Saturday 25th May:

* Up at 0530hrs - WC, cupp a, med's and laptop on.

* Did a smudge of Frankie as Santa Claus wot i wus pleased with.

* Frankie contacted me on Facebook, to confirm he was coming to Nottingham just to see me - nice that. Today I'm going to go into town and visit the tourist centre to see if they can give me some bumpf to send him so he can plan ahead a bit.

* Got meself ready and had a walk into town. Not bad weather, wind a bit less, and sunny periods.
Had a walk around and ended up in Broad Marsh centre, got some salted popcorn for Jane and Pete.
Popped in Nottingham Caves place and got some leaflets to send to Frankie.
Called in tourist centre and explained  about what Frankie required, but this Polish sounding lady just said she'd send the usual booklet. Good job I got the others, but at least they will send their bumpf on Monday.

* Caught bus back to the bomb-site. Put leaflets into big envelope, wrote Frank's address on it, and had a walk to Sherwood Post Office, and got it checked and posted. 

* Got back in the dump and had chips, beetroot, and polish ham with peppers sandwiches.

* Fell asleep with aching feet and blazing angina, woke up an hour later, feeling much better. So updated this rubbish.

* Angina bad, to extra pain-killers, and toyed on Facebook. Got two messages at once... enjoyed that. Two of the lads of Cafe Spice. Both concerned about me health bless them.
Patti sent in new Thought of the day, and I made it up and posted it.

* Around 0350hrs, the angina abated a lot. I managed to get to kip around 0400hrs or so.
Laptop still a bit slow.

Sunday 26th May:

* Woke up about 0630hrs, got up at 0740hrs. Kettle on, WC (Tiny bit of blood), knees and hands fine this morning, piles present, hernia not bad, ticker ticking, ulcer no hassle and angina just a tad bothersome. Cuppa and medications taken, and updated this load of Horlicks.

* Spent all day (between short nodding-off periods) on the web or Coreldraw doing smudges, oh and eating.


Monday 27th May:

* Arose at 0640hrs, WC (painful and bloody effort this one... oh dearie me), made a cuppa and knocked me plates off the kitchen sink. Amazingly none broke, bit of an effort picking them up though, but no dizzies followed. Took me medications (A bit late I know), and updated this pathetic diary.

* Had a wander to Asda, where I got some DVD's for sister Jane, and bread, and learnt rather a lot about the operator on till number 6, heard while I waited in the queue for till 5, gathered from the conversation that took place between the two ambidextrous ladies while they served folk.
Asda till ladies report:
" Our Hilda came round and I told her straight, I ain't goin' on Wednesday, 'cause the stuff is 'orrible and too dear!... (To customer That'll be £49.42 please)"
" I cun gerrit (thank you do you want any cashback?) frum Boot's fer less cash. 'Ave a good day midduck"
My lady on till 5, was very capable indeed, she managed to serve me, gossip with her colleague on number 6 till, and talk to staff walking by, while keeping her eyes wandering all over the place at the same time.

* I foolishly took a different route for me walk home, slightly longer and with a great deal of uphill hobbling. The old legs feet and ankles were rwanging a bit by the time I got home with me bits.

* Still, on the bright side, I managed to get some sleep in.

Tuesday 28th May:

* Up at 0450hrs - WC (Blood), cuppa, med's and updated this tosh.

* Got my laundry and nibble for the gal ready, and sang as I hobbled in the rain down to the launderette. Big John came in as I put washing in the machine.
We had a good chat and a laugh about getting older.

* I nipped out to Lidl to get bread and bits. The chap on the checkout (another new one) was chatting to the one on the next til - (Is this compulsory nowadays?) throughout his serving the customer before me, then me.

* I took the stuff home, and them went for a walk to the butchers to get pastie and potatoes, but they were closed. So I returned back to the decrepit-dwelling, put me togs away, and made and ate a giant salad of sorts.

* Watched a DVD all the way though without nodding off, but caught up with 'em afterwards.

* Missed midday medications, but remembered the evening ones 1838hrs.

* The rain still coming down.

* Went on laptop to Facebook, Cafe Spike, and Coreldraw.
Stayed on laptop until 0500hrs, when I too me morning medications and flaked out in chair.


Wednesday 29th May:

* Woke up 0830hrs, WC (No blood), remembered not to take medications, and opn the laptop Again! Well, I was invited to join a site called 'The Troll Free Zone'.
There are all the folk I miss from Yahoo Answers, which I left due to some insulting emails I received.
It's great to talk with so many nice people again. Suzie, Sandra, Gladys, Lynda, Thomas, Richard, Warren and others.

* I went up and did my ablutions and got changed, and the rain had stopped when I got down, so I decided to go to the butchers and get potatoes, two satsumas and a strip of belly pork. (By gum I live well!).

* I got some nice big pot's, fresh sat's and a thick slice of belly pork, and on the way home, thought I'd have a walk to Lidl to be insulted, scowled at, and get some more nosh.
Arrived just as the rain was starting in earnest again - I blame that Ernest for a lot you know.

* Loaded with me oven chips, jar of fancy mushrooms, yogurt, 2 bananas. (Huh, if the Queen knew she'd be so jealous!)
I set off for home in the rain, only a short walk from there.

* Had a funny feeling all the way back - couldn't place what it was until I'd got in the hovel and realised I'd left me other bag with the potatoes, satsumas and belly pork at Lidl's checkout.

* I hobbled as fast as I could back to the store, and as I approached I could see the bag on the floor through the windlow- hastily I entered and retrieved it - minus the belly pork! Tsk!

* Got soaked on the way back home again. (Tut!)

* Made me nosh, and got on laptop to update this tosh while it cooked.

Thursday 30th May:

* I couldn't force the body to stir until 0815hrs this morning (late night again Tsk!).
Kettle on, WC, hurriedly took the morning med's, and laptop on.

* I spent ages wandering around trying to find my mobile phone, eventually realising it was my pyjama pocket.

* An idle day, no walks. Hours and hours on the web throughout the day, then spent the night on it as well! Fool! .

Got me head down around 0600hrs. Took me morning medications first.


Friday 31st May:

* Up at 1145hrs - WC (Phew), water heater on, cuppa, and on here to update with very little really.

* Must get to chemist today and sort our my prescriptions pick-up date.

* Went up and did my ablutions and changed togs to go on a little walk to butchers, paper shop and chemist to find out what date to pick up med's.
You know I wish I could record the noise when I put me socks on - this morning it went something like this:
Argh, hhhup, oh, argh, oooooo, agagag, ah, 'Expletive', argh, eek, gasp, 'Expletive', howhowhow, erkgaggle, 'Expletive', go on, argh, sodyou, oower, ach, got yer! Now for the other one.

* Poddled to butchers for 2 pastie, 2 potatoes and 1 belly pork strip. £6.
Walked down Hucknall Road to chemists. The gave the date of the 14th June to collect med's. It will be interesting to see of they are right this time, 'cause they have been wroong on the last 3 times they gave me a date.
Popped in newspaper shop for TV mag, fed the pigeons on the way back.

* Got in the hovel, went through to put stuff away - only to find I'd left the hot water tap running! Huh, Tsk and soddit!
Went up and turned on the heater again - hope I remember to turn it off.

* Put pork and potatoes in the oven with some parsnips, pasties in the fridge. Tin of beans, with added sultanas, viniger and basil prepared. Gosh I live well!

* On laptop to update this load of tosh at 1530hrs. Hello, the rain's fallin' again!

Monday, April 01, 2013

Dairy of Woe - April 2013

How not to cook Roast Parsnips by Inchcock Chambers

Diary of Woe for April

Monday 1st April 

* Bad night all round really. I think my mind is forming an alliance with my deteriorating body. Poor old Stewart going. Some lads leaving the Cafe Spike. Medical, sleep and nightmare problems. Not seeing Margaret much. All helping to create a new depression in me.


Tuesday 2nd April

* Up at 0500hrs, WC, cuppa, medications taken, WC.

* Set up new medication dose pots.

* Put picture of accident I walked by yesterday on my way back from town.
Can't find anything about it in the news?

* Got laundry ready, tow bags... or even two bags. Powder, softener, mobile phone, camera, and nibbles for the lady at the launderette and money remembered. (I'm getting better... well maybe not)
Poddled down to the launderette, got a smile from the lady. (Ah memories!)
Big John Wayne came in as I was removing me togs from the driers. He kindly gave me a lift to Lidl where I got some potatoes, and then home with the bags of laundry. Bless him.

* Put away the togs, and started to do me potatoes in the oven, ready to by mashed with cheese and put back in the skins to brown em off.

* Margaret rang, she was at Stews, I shot over to  maul her gently and cuddle her.
she's having a right job trying to sort out who to contact for details about Stew.

*Walked her home, and cheesed me spuds, then updated this tosh.

* Concentration zilch - weariness colossal - depression rampant. 


Wednesday 3rd April

* Stinking nights kip - seems like millions of dreams but I cannot remember any of them. Aches and pains didn't seem so bad though this morning. No bad cramps last night as I recall.

* Still can't find the reading glasses. (Tsk and bother)

* WC, cuppa, laptop on, medications taken.

* Text from Margaret, will not see her today. (Boo, sob, groan, shame)

* Feeling a bit weak and fragile today, so tired all the time lately. Must try to get a good walk in tomorrow.

* Rang Jane to see if she was feeling any better.


Thursday 4th April

* Bad night once again. Knees bad, angina bothersome this morning.

* WC, cuppa, laptop on and tried to do some work on Leonard P Stretch graphics.

* Medications, much passing of wind, and feeling down today, no Margaret again, depressed.

* Got some fruit water from Lidl, fed the pigeons
* Bussed to Bulwell, and got some bargains in the freezer shop for Margaret and me. (That is when I see her again - Tsk!)

* The tiredness fell earlier than usual today, did nowt for hours but watch the goggle-box in between me nod-offs.


Friday 5th April

* 'Orrible dreams again, although as usual I cannot recall any details.

* 0530hrs, to the WC (blood), cuppa, medications, laptop started eventually, and it is cold... so cold this morning.

* Started some graphics for the Cafe Spike site.

* Walked down to get a TV paper, returned with bread, milk, fruit water, and a microwave burger... but no TV paper.

* Suddenly drained again, I nodded off into dream filled sleep - and think I slept on and off for 8 hours! Missing Margaret, Stew and any company methinks.


Saturday 6th April

* Up around 0500hrs, urgent visit to the WC (No blood), laptop on, cuppa, medications consumed.

* Started to do some Erskine Quint graphics on Coreldraw. Posted it to Facebook.

Did some smudges for Cafe Spike.

* Called Margaret but no answer, hope she's alright. I know she's busy.

* Had a walk to the shops to get TV paper, milk, kitchen towels, and black bags.


* Had veg casserole with some leftover peas added, 

* Feeling low still, bear with me for not adding anything amusing lately.

* Mucho nod-off's.

* Rang brother-in-law Pete - he's going into the QMC for a procedure on a lump on his neck on Monday - quick reaction to his visit for diagnosis last Tuesday.
Said I'd meet him there at 0730hrs on Monday. He thinks it should be done by around 1140hrs. Hope it all goes well for him.

* The arthritis/cramps in fingers are making it hard work typing today. (Tsk!)


Sunday 7th April

* Having not got off to sleep for ages last night, not until this morning really, I awoke ages later than usual, and just in the time frame to take me morning medications. (Phew!)

* WC a few times (Blood on each visit, but only a smattering), laptop on and second cuppa within a hour of rising.

* Opened door to look for Chloe and she skipped in and demanded to be fed, which she only nibbled at, before settling in comfortably in the only chair in the house. Back on the stool for me.
My neighbours Alan and Sam have officially taken over looking after her now we've lost poor old Stewart, so i don't see her as often nowadays (like Margaret). But it doesn't bother me... oh no... (Sob!)
Another thing I've just found out lately, the cats name is Zoe not Chloe. Ah well.


Monday 8th April

* No sleep at all - no idea why, but my mind refused to allow any. Spent the night on laptop. Around 0500hrs took med's, made cuppa, than changed into togs for going to the hospital with, remembering to take nibbles for Jan and Pete, crossword book, bus-pass etc.

* Started of on the walk to the QMC around 0555hrs. Still dark, but not too cold.
Uneventful waddle, until I arrived at the hospital an hour and twenty minutes later. I was going to the far end of the campus to meet Pete at the treatment centre, there were many 'works' taking place as they were building things to accommodate the coming new tram service. I had to take diversions around them using the harris-fencing pedestrian routes, and what would have been a ten minute max walk normally took nearly twice as long.

* Waited for Pete to arrive, and he booked himself in.
Minutes later he was taken to have his lump in his neck extracted by the staff.
Started the new crossword book, but kept nodding off. (Huh, now my body wants to sleep!) Had to get up and have a walk (hobble) around a few times.

* A couple of hous later and Pete was all done and dusted. No problems with the procedure. They told him they were not going to send to analysis and there was no worry for him. Great news that, and Pete seemed happy.

* We caught the bus to town, and I went with him to Aldi for some shopping he gad to get. I got a reduced price chocolate Easter bunny for Margaret.

* Caught bus back to the hovel, Margaret rang she had to find some of Stewart's paperwork for the social services, and I went over to see her there, remembering to take her choc bunny, nibbles and frozen meals wot I gad gotten for her during the past week.
Nice to see cuddle and talk to her after such a long time.

* Back to the bomb-site, and had battered fish, mushy peas and potatoes for nosh. Very nice.

* Then at  last... sleep! Must have nodded off for seven hours or so.
Didn't wake until around 0140hrs.

* Of course this meant I missed me evening medications, for which I feel confident I will suffer later.


Tuesday 9th April

* Having stirred back into life in the early hours of the day - the WC was visited with a certain amount of urgency and discomfort.

* Here I became aware that I'd left the water heater, and electric heater on for a day! (Huh!)
After me rinse, shave and sh__, I went back downstairs and made a cuppa, laptop on, and made a welcome cuppa to have while updating this hogwash - this was when I realised I'd left the oven on all night again. Still, it was warm in the kitchen.

* Went on the Cafe Spike Fan page to catch up on the forum (0230hrs).

* Nodded off.

* Evening med's taken with a cuppa at 1730hrs.

* Rang Margie no answer.

* Remembered around 1800hrs I was going to go to the laundrette this morning... huh!

* No calls from Margaret, no answer to mine. Bet she's busy with social services as well as working at Theatre Royal.

* Another night of no sleep - must see GP about this, doin' me no good at all.


Wednesday 10th April

* Managed to nod off around 0500hrs - up at 0710hrs, WC, laptop 0n, did some graphics and Facebooking. (Forgot medications though)

* Ablutions, and got ready for a walk/hobble. Decided to go to Bulwell and try to get some of the cheapo sausages and potato fingers.

The Walk/Hobble to Bulwell:
* Set off down to the front of Mansfield Road, ans used the cash machine to get £10. (Big spender eh?)

* Went across and fed pigeons, and started to walk up Hucknall Road north. Cut through onto Nottingham Road avoiding the newly laid dog crap on the corner.

* Over the hill and down towards the traffic lights on Hadyn Road junction. At this point I decided to start taking photographs along the route, to bring education, entertainment and a little colour to the multitude of readers of this blog. I hope they both like it.


The house 4th down on the right on Nottingham Road is the one where the guns and ammunition were found, along with drugs and 23 illegals in 2012.

 * I noticed a lack of traffic on the roads up to now on my journey.
I'm quick yer know... thick, wobbly and slightly insanitary, but quick at times!

* Down the road nearer to the traffic lights, with the old pub now an Asian food outlet, the abandoned church, the house with the car much damaged Derby stone wall, and the solicitors on the corners.




* The sign on the left indicating there is a CCTV camera at the junction tickled me, when I noticed the pole the camera was on had been collided with, and the camera hung down sadly at the floor beneath.

* No green man at these lights, so it took me a while to get over the road to continue my foot journey to the salubrious Bulwell.

* Just over the lights, next to the car garage with a taxi along with the taxi licence plates on a Ford Mondeo for sale, the bus stop on the way down the hill to the next set of lights on the ring road.

* The row of closed down businesses and retail outlets was very depressing.



* This Newsagents come beer-off licence was actually open, although you might be forgiven for thinking it was abandoned like so many others, but it was trading alright.

* Across the road on the right, is the newish big Sainsburys... with very few cars in their car park.
Still little traffic about, I couldn't even hear any police sirens or klaxons, and I was wearing me hearing aids - newly decoked with new batteries too.


* The next bus stop had had its electronic signage swiped.
Apparently by the same squad of crooks that were nicking the led cables from the railway sidings, according to the local press.



* My feet were beginning to sting a bit now.



* Over the road with death defying courage, and on the short bit of road that led to Vernon Road. The one with the cob shop, car showroom, and block of flats with dozens of For Rent signs along the front of them.
The tramlines can be seen at the end of the road near the traffic island, with a footbridge that takes about six minutes to walk over - it's not used much, as it had high sides of metal, and is a muggers paradise.

* On the photo below left, you can see what I mean about the length of the walks up to the pedestrian victims bridge and down again being so long.



* The black car just managed to avoid hitting a pedestrian on the crossing.
On the right is the Council Works depot, formerly 'Sketchley Dry Cleaners'.



* Still little traffic about.


* It grew warmer as the day developed, and i removed me hat and scarf to me bag.

 * On the right, is the old Vernon Arms, now deserted last year after the second murder there in two years.

It used to be a proper Whitbreads Ale house, and served probably the best pint in Nottingham at one time. I certainly paid many a visit years ago, darts, domino, and RAOB meetings all went down with a certain delectable appreciation in those days... mind yu it was long time ago, and the ale was about 3/6d a pint.

* So sad to see it nowadays, as with many other throughout the land. Sob!




* Now this photograph wot I took, was apparently when I sneezed as I about to  put the camera back into me pocket... I think?
Anyway, it might be of interest to anyone who works for the Council Works Department?
No?
Okay.



* As I walked/hobbled on, around the bend along Vernon Road where it becomes Highbury Road, more abandoned, closed down businesses and retail outlets came into view, and still the traffic was very light.  With missing my medications this morning, I began to wonder if it was a Sunday, or was I going mad?

* Bins tipped over the pavement and rubbish spilt out near the speeding sign... after glancing at the contents, I want to know who can afford champagne, tinned frogs legs, roast duck, Andrex and are alcoholics?



* Incidentally, the car creating the shadow was not speeding.

 * More closed down shops along this stretch of the road, but one seemed to be doing well, I actually saw two customers coming out, and one going in as I passed.

What is it that is attracting them?
What are they peddling?


* Still little traffic about, not even many people.

* As I walked into the Highbury Road part, the same story with closed retailers, and the Club on the left looked decidedly the worse for wear.




* As I passed what is unkindly known as 'The Nut House', the Highbury Mental Hospital on my left, I noticed much rebuilding going on.
The sign said that an £11m redevelopment was underway.
But I could not see any Nottingham companies working there.

* Onward I limped, the feet had been joined by the angina to cause me some discomfiture.


* Still little traffic around.



* I had to titter a bit at the sign on the pavement for the car wash. It read Hand Car Wash - but when i looked closer as I passed, I could see where they had rubbed/washed of some writing/graffiti from above the Car bit - the outline of NOB could still be seen. Disgusting!


* Many hundreds of new houses were being built further down the road.
A new recreation park was being erected next to the main road, with many new and innovative looking rides for the little trainee rioters to play on.
They had dispersed gigantic boulders around the edges of the park - convenient for them to break up and use as missiles at the passing traffic, pensioners, opposing gangs, and police vehicles.
How kind of them I thought.
* Over and down the bridge into the Market Place - almost bereft of traffic and people again... what's going on, has something happened know one has told me about?

* Is it new bank holiday? Have the aliens invaded?

* Down into the centre and the Market Place


* There were about 8 stalls a food van, and about 12 people in the market - so sad.

* Still not much traffic about?



* Went to see If I could get the cheap nosh I wanted, but they had sold out. So no cheapo sausages and potato fingers for me today.

* The batteries in me camera died.

* Caught bus back to the hovel of horrors.

* Called Margaret, but no reply.

* Got in, and put oven on ready for me potatoes and parsnips, and opened a can of beans.
Margie rang, she would ring back when she was at Stews old place, which she did, and I scurried along to see her and take her nibbles and lavender soap and candle for her.
By gum she get more attractive and desirable everytime I see her.
She's going to try and get a day off so we can go visit the Nottingham caves.

* Walked her home, and on the way a friendly but physical pit-bull type young bitch jumped up at me with its tail waging, and all excited, nearly had me over.
Margie thought she knew the chap looking after the dog. She went to the house, during which time the dog went over and to some lads, and knocked a couple of them over, no biting, just fun for her I think.
The man eventually got the dog in the house I'm glad to say.

* Parted company with Margaret, with a cuddle and little sadness, and returned to the bomb site I call home.


Thursday 11th April

* Up late around 0715hrs, but at least I got some sleep in.

* WC, cuppa, medications taken, and put some stuff on Cafe Spike for consideration to be published.

* Put some potatoes in the oven to make some cheesies for Pete to take back for Jane and him.

* Pete came before they were ready, He took the CIS paperwork for him and Jane to sort for me bless them. We had a natter and he used the laptop.

* When the potatoes were done, a scooped them out and mixed them with cheese sauce, Himalayan pink rock salt, and a bit of butter. Forgot the black pepper. Wrapped two up in foil and gave them to Pete to take home and try,

* Margie rang, she is working two shifts today, and will call me again tomorrow.

* Walked down with Pete to the bus stop, then started to walk on to B&M on Lenton Boulevard to see if they have any of my favourite beans in stock. but only got a few hundred yards further on and could not remember if I'd turned the oven off, so abandoned the shopping trip and returned back to the flea-pit. I'd not left the oven on.


Friday 11th April

* Although still difficult to get to sleep, I got some decent bits of broken kip in last night eventually. Up at 0615hrs. Knees not so bad a usual, the cough easier, angina lingering but not too bad, the wind rampant still, and a stiff neck.

*WC (bit of blood), cuppa, and med's taken.

* Did some Facebooking and Cafe Spice stuff.

* Had a good ablutions session, and set off on a walk to B&M and Aldi to get cheap nosh.

* Got as far as the end of the road, and realised I'd not got me hearing aids in (Tsk), went back for them, and set off again on me trek (Not a trek really, it is only about a mile each way.)

* Arrived, at Aldi, me back and feet giving me some gyp, but the angina not bad at all. got some cheapo burger cobs. Walked over to B&M and managed to get some cheapo beans, the almost to the standard of Lidl sneers from the staff, and tinned sausages.


* Fed the pigeons on me way back on the Forest.

* Got back in, and had potatoes, beans and sausages for nosh.

* Sudden fatigue came earlier in the day than usual.

Sunday 14th April

* Another night of little sleep I'm afraid. Managed to nod-off around 0430hrs until 0800hrs. WC (little blood), cuppa and took medications late of course,  but at least I remembered them.


Monday 15th April

* Better night, felt okay and even a bit chirpy this morning. Got up around 0530hrs, with Elvis' 1962 recording of 'They remind me too much of you' - and it's haunted me ever since!

* WC (No blood), laptop on, ablutions, cuppa, and medications taken.

* Spent a good while doing graphics and reading Cafe Spice site.

* Margaret called, she was coming round to Stewart's old place in a while, and I could meet her there - and I did with eager anticipation.
Still no date for the funeral.
She told me to take Chloe/Zoe's basket, dishes, tray, food, and litter to my dump so I could pass it on to Alan and Sam next door. I did this, then walked Margaret home.

* Walked to town and caught the bis out to Morrison's at West Bridgford, to get some frozen parsnips.
I got Polish bread (Nice), Cheapo own label veg curry (Excellent), lemon jelly, Morrison's own label cheese and pickle pork pies (Absolute rubbish), Two cans of reduce price damaged Heinz Baked Beans in tomato and cheese, and a diddy Lemon Cheesecake (Yummy).
Decided bot to get anything else because of the weight of carrying.

* Walked down to the canal to feed the waterfowl - got attacked by a swan. Retreated.

* Caught the bus to town, then to Carrington. Nipped back out to the local Lidl and got bleach, tonic water and a jar of beetroot. I still haven't managed to get the lid off the beetroot yet.

* Set up the next weeks medications in the individual pots ready for use.

* Had the lousy pork pie I bought - and realised I'd forgotten to get the parsnips from Morrison's! Tsk!

* Chloe came in and after eating her nosh, she took over the chair again. So, the stool for me.

* Heard Alan and Sam next door going out, and told them about the things I had for them - Sam said she'd knock on the door when they got back from... viewing another house!
Sad bad news that for me. Recently I've lost so many friends and relatives from different reasons...

* They returned, and I passed them the cat tackle. Chloe abandoned me to go to her new home.

* Took evening medications.

* I got things ready for the hospital tests tomorrow.


Tuesday 16th April

* Another horrible night, sleep reluctant to overtake me. Bother!

* Up... well I never got down really - around 0640hrs. WC (No blood), got ready for trip to hospital, cuppa, medications taken, and I was off at 0800hrs.

* Did the walk arriving at the front of the QMC at 0918hrs - a record time I think?

* Called in to have blood test within fifteen minutes. Got new nurse doing training. Handed her the bag of nibbles for the girls, and went to catch the bus to town.

* Felt the blood running down on the back of my hand in the journey. The cotton wool and plaster had come loose.

* Arriving in the city centre, I got the urge to go and buy some ready made sandwiches, so had a potter around the shops to get some. (Must be feeling depressed to do that!)

* After nearly being knocked down a few times by the crowds, I caught the bus back to Carrington.

* Called in the sandwich shop and got some en route from the bus stop to the hovel-pit.

* Had a look at the vein, and cleaned up the dried blood. Alright now.

* Put potato in oven, going to scrape out and mix flesh with a bit of salt and cheese powder, then back in the oven to brown the top off. Going to have it with me sandwiches later.

* Drained, I did nothing but mope about for the rest of the day.

Wednesday 17th April

* Decent nights kip for once, very welcome. Although dream filled as usual. Kettle on, WC (Blood), then medications taken, and this tosh updated.

* Remembered dreaming I'd got a job back with Scan Security, and was reading a mixed shifts work rota.

* Went to the shops on the front to get milk and my prescriptions (By gum it were windy too) - glad that I checked what day they would be ready when I called in the chemists last week. They informed me they would be prepared for collection on the 15th April, so I gave them a coup;e of days grace as theydo not seem to be the most reliable of outfits lately. The previous month they had only given me half of the medication and I had to go back.
Well fancy that - They were not ready - They said to go back Friday after 1600hrs to collect them. Knowing I have told them repeatedly that at that hour I am pretty useless with fatigue. So I'll go back Saturday morning and see what else they've cocked up. Tsk!

* New chap on the checkout at Lidl - no sneers or contemptuous looks. He'll get the hang of in time.

Friday 19th April

* Half decent night. Up around 0530hrs. WC (No blood), medications etc. then ablutions.

* Brother in Law Pete arrived, and helped by taking out the rubbish for me. He then explained what was needed with CIS complications, and said he would go with me to meet them. Jolly good egg Pete is.

* Margaret called, she was stressed with having to meet with the social services people who were going to sort out Stewart's things, and hand the keys over to them. They looked very smug, superior people.

* We all had a natter, and I really enjoyed that.

* Walked with Pete to his bus stop, and then caught bus to Bulwell. Got some frozen seasoned belly-pork strips, curried beans, bleach and nibbles for Margaret.

* Caught bus back to the flea-pit, and boy did I enjoy me meal. Belly pork, baked beans and parsnips with some wholemeal bread. Mmmm! Boy did I suffer later though, Huh!

* Pete brought some Law & Order UK episodes he;s recorded for me, and I watched one while having me nosh - but the sound is very tinny, shame.

Saturday 20th April

* Bad night, did not get off until around 0400hrs. Got up around 0700hrs, usual WC (No blood again... good), cuppa, medications, some graphic work etc.

* Mad some of me 'Special secret recipe' baked potatoes to take on me trip to see Sister Jane and hubby Pete, so they could have a nosh at half-time when they go to the forest match later.

* Remembered to collect my medications on the way out to Jane's. (Dare not leave it to collect them on the way back, as I would likely have forgotten them - Tsk!)

* As I got on the bus, it jerked me a bit and I almost fell on the woman on the next seat - I said "Am sorry midduck" and she gave me a look of utter contempt and hatred. (Not up to the Lidl staffs standard of course, but above average venom generated sneer worthy class two I'd say.)

* City centre had plenty of shoplifters... I mean shoppers and Failing big time Big Issue sellers.


Monday 22nd April

* Up around 0640hrs, managed a bit of kip though.

* WC... for an hour or so, or so it seemed. Struggled and then lost a bit of blood again.

* Laptop on, did some graphics, feeling a bit down again today.


Tuesday 23rd April

* No sleep at all again last night, but didn't feel too bad when I got the things ready for the laundry. Big John Wayne rang asking if I wanted a lift to the launderette, and I thanked him as I had two very full bags to take.

* Cuppa, meds and did some Cafe Spike graphics and Face-booking.

* At launderette, Big J W said he was going shopping and offered to take me to get some for myself. Damned decent chap that. He took his washing home, then ran me home with my laundry. And off to Morrisons - I got some curried beans on offer, and roast parsnips! We then went to Asda - where I got some cheapo frozen fish.

* He dropped me off at home, where I made a nosh, fish beans, parsnips and beetroot, with a bit of bread = them nodded of and on for a few hours.

* Faded.


Wednesday 24th April

* Up around 0700hrs - hasty visit to the WC (Bit of blood), cuppa, laptop on.

* Sent Margaret a message to see how she was doing.

* Spent a good while doing some graphics if Frankie, and posted them.

* Had a walk to the butchers to get meself a pastie and two big potatoes. Poddled around the block, feeding pigeons en route.

* Got back, and made cheesey potatoes, pastie, parnsips and beans for me nosh. (I bet the Queen would be really jealous if she knew how well I lived).

* More leaflets and mail came through the door again, nice to know that there are so many caring people trying to help my loneliness and depression. My thanks to:

Papa John's Pizza: Please note I do not like Pizza, and do not drop any more leaflets through my door.

Sun Life: It's bad enough watching greedy Sir Michael Parkinson on TV without having his smug face coming through my front door.
Please note I do not like Pizza, and do not drop any more leaflets through my door.

Pizza Italia:  Please note I do not like Pizza, and do not drop any more leaflets through my door.

Riverside Properties: How you could fail to see the state of my two-yp two-down hovel of a house, the holed roof, and the rotting windows I don't know!

Please sod off.

British Gas: I am aware of how much behind I am with my payments, thank you.

BT: Thank you for my 'orrible internet connection and increase in the cost of the same.

Hilaries Blinds: Please note I am the short bald overweight elderly gentleman who nearly died of shock when I visited you in 2001 and was informed of the cost. Twits!


Mumbai Spice: Pukka indian Food: I have now received 38 of your leaflet/menus. For a reasonable cost I am willing to return them to your take-away... along with a pipe bomb!

JR Lettings: Who do you think would rent a dump like the one you have put your leaflet through? Do you import illegal immigrants and find them somewhere to live? Only someone really sad and desperate would live like I have to.

Mind: Thank you for the thin plastic bag, and gift aid donation form for me to fill to help raise funds to help people with mental difficulties.

Swinton Car Insurance: I am the chappie who came to you three years ago to tell you I had been made redundant, then had a heart operation and could no longer afford to drive, and had been informed to retirn my licence to the DVLA, and cancelled my vehicle insurance. My address is on your computer. Please do not post any more crap through my door, thank you.

Godfather Pizzas: Please note I do not like Pizza, and do not drop any more leaflets through my door.

Milano Pizzas: How in Gods name do you pizza wallahs make any money? Please note I do not like Pizza, and do not drop any more leaflets through my door.

Virgin Media: I cancelled my contract with you when I was made redundant - and informed you of my financial status or lack of. Since I have become increasingly impecunious, and have had at least 100 of your advertising bumf through my dilapitated door - please stop it!

Dirt Busters: Thank you for offering to clean my 3 piece suite for only £65, with a 10% reduction for senior citizens. I do noy have a 3 piece suite, or even a settee. Please take note.  

Sky: Sod off!

Pizza ExpressPlease note I do not like Pizza, and do not drop any more leaflets through my door. Bloody pizzas!

Grrr!


Friday 26th April

* Decent nights kip. Up at 0545hrs. WC (No blood), laptop on, cuppa, WC (No blood), medications taken.

* Had a good walk/hobble into town, bit less windy today thanks heavens. Then caught the bus to Morrision's to get some Special Offer Curried Beans.

They had sold out... or so they told me? Swines!

* Got back into the city, and had a walk around a bit, plenty of people around, bit not many looking happy with life. Many hot food stalls and vans, but little trade. Sad.

* Caught bus back to Carrington, and called in to get two large potatoes from the local butchers - well they are cheaper than anywhere else there.

* Fatigue arrived as soon as I'd got home and had me nosh, again, flaked out.


Saturday 27th April


 * 'Orrible night - but got uo around 0700hrs and took me med's, WC (Bit of blood), cuppa, and did some graphics of me Brother-in-Law Pete.

 * I thought they were fairly funny, I hope Jan and Pete enjoy them. I enjoyed making them, as I seemed to have woke up tired through lack of sleep, but in fine spirits.









 
* I've took a photo of even more unsolicited mail through me rusty letter box again today.
Tsk!
Many thanks to the following senders, scrotes, gits, and plonkers that actually think I'm remotely interested in spending more money that I do not have at the moment, bless them all...
Sod me, as I right this another two have come through onto me infested floor...





Red Chilli of India Take away menu: Huh! more take away crap menus.

Virgin Media Mobile phone bumpf!

Decathlon Sports Store Just what I needed?

University of Nottingham Open Day for the Community leaflet. Wonder if they include the drunks, druggies, yobboes, muggers and shoplifters in their list?

Anti Nottingham Council Proposed additional licencing scheme for himes with multiple occupation leaflet There's only me and the mice in the house, even the cat's gone off now.

    Hilaries Blinds leaflet Again!

    Mr Awade Genuine Spiritual Healer Says he uses Occult Sciences and the Most Powerful Spells to help me with Love relationship problems, Fertility, impostency problems, Victims of Black Magic, Curses, and Victims of Evil Forces and Witchcraft.
Might give him a ring... maybe not though.

* Feeling depressed and drained suddenly.

* Drained physically in afternoon, faded into depression I think.


Sunday 28th April

* A do nothing day, when I moped and meandered through the time feeling sorry for myself and pathetically sad. Can't fight it when this happens, just have to wait until things remarkably improve spiritually (if that'sthe right word?) on their own.

Monday 29th April

* Up at 0600hrs, laptop on, cuppa, WC, medications taken, and did some Facebooking.

* Brother-in-law Pete coming over around 1400hrs, I just hope my usual fading into weariness doesn't start too early.

* Did many graphics for Facebook and Cafe Spike. by gum I was cooking with gas this morning. (In more ways than one... phew!)

* Pete came round and sorted what he could with me CIS and other worries, bless him muchly.

* Walked down and got some bread, had a nosh, then collapsed into weariness... many many nod-offs followed.


Tuesday 30th April

* Up at 0600hrs, WC (much blood), cuppa, laptop, WC, medications taken, and emails checked.

* Must get things ready for launderette today, by gum life's exciting innit?

* The gal at the launderette was all over me again... well she said 'Good morning'.
Big John Wayne arrived and we had a good gossip and laugh, I missed putting in me softener in the machine. John nipped me to Asda where we got some nosh and stuff, then dropped me off at home. Good man John, looking after the lesser endowed mentally suspect old git like me.

* The usual weariness overcame me and at last I nodded off - only to be awoken by Jehovah witnesses (different ones to who called yesterday), then a lady asking for support for the Heart Foundation.

* Opened a cheapo tin of Asda potatoes, and of the eight in the can, five were eatable. Added them to a tin of veg stew, did some parsnips and added them, very nice.

* Another month had flashed by. I remember old folk telling me how quick things go when you get passed 60 - by gum they were right too!