Hawthorne

Woke well this morning, mood manageable but chest painful. Managed to chug down tablets without the usual nausea. Spacing them out between triangles of toast covered in Mum's bramble & apple home made jam seems to help. 

Achieved sufficient application of clothing early on anticipating trip to doctors & was lucky to get an early appointment. Took an age to wheezily walk to the surgery & had to have a rest part way to catch my breath but I was very pleased to have got dressed, got out & got there. 

The nice doctor prescribed more antibiotics, insisted that I take the cocodamol regularly despite its unpleasant side effects & gave me a sick note for a week. We discovered however that despite promising at earlier appointments that they would submit a referral to a chest specialist to get to the bottom of the problem, the referral has not happened. I was distraught, disappointed & livid. The nice doctor assured me that she would submit a referral today. Nevertheless I shall be checking up on them tomorrow when I call to make the appointment for blood tests. If they still haven't done it I'm smearing dog shit on their windows, maybe... there's an awful lot of it about. Perhaps I was just more aware of it having not been out for a while. I have lost my turd tolerance.

To cheer myself up & because I wanted to minimise the amount of time I was going to spend moping alone I went for a wander down Hawthorne Avenue to see how the desecration  regeneration is progressing. I spent half an hour traipsing about carefully among the rubble & the despair. I get a great feeling of calm in abandoned places. I like looking around for clues that there once might have been inhabitants. I hate the way they are sweeping away a whole community & sicking up new buildings that completely change the character of the area. I took some pictures. I wasted more time editing them this evening but I think I improved the look of the place with my modifications. They should put me in charge of the regeneration. It would look a lot more exciting.

When the pain got too much I had a waddle home & wasted most of the afternoon grumping uselessly on the settee, drained of energy & motivation. 

No escape.

Free da weed indeed.

Jack & Shanice

These beautiful tiles will be destroyed. I'm tempted to go back with a chisel to see if I can get them off whole.

Roses among the rubble.

When the people are all gone the brambles will take over.

Posted the above to IG & all have been well received which is pleasing. I've got a few more that need some tinkering about with so will post those tomorrow.

Managed between sulks to sort out the laundry. make cauliflower cheese & call work. So didn't do too bad really. Achieved quite a bit. Painted nails. Always do the essentials.

Due to snoozing through the afternoon I'm wide awake now. I don't want to be. Hopefully the cocococodamnols will knock me out. Chest is starting to nag again so definitely time for more.

Tomorrow's aims are...

•  up & dressed. 
• Might even shave as I have developed a beard. 
• Go for another walk about the ruins.
•  Edit the rest of the pictures & load them up.
•  Iron today's washing.
•  Do some sewing. 

Should be fairly achievable.