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My Diary/Blog For the Month of December 2010 |
Thursday 30th December 2010 |
07:47 GMT It's a bit damp outside, but I don't think it is raining. The most surprising thing is the temperature. It's not what you would call warm by any stretch of the imagination, but at the same time it is not freezing cold. I had my bathroom window open all night, and this morning it didn't feel like I was going to die from exposure as has been the case in recent days (and that was with the window tightly closed all day and night). Now if only it wasn't so gloomy outside it could almost be a day to enjoy. There is still some slight hope that the day will not be that bad. Sunrise is still about ten minutes away as I write these words, and maybe it won't be as bad as I fear once the sun is up. This small rise in temperature into consistent positive figures did start a few days ago, but it was not until yesterday afternoon that I began to appreciate it, or alternatively, it started to affect me. I felt a mild urge to do start some pre spring cleaning. First of all it was just easy to do, lazy sort of stuff. More specifically it was doing a bit of housekeeping on my server. I did some backups, and installed the latest updates. Later on I felt a totally irrational urge to do some tidying up in my living room. To the untrained eye it still looks a total mess, but I know that some areas of it are vastly improved, and maybe, just maybe, I may try and improve upon that today. Of course the real centre of attention today is the impending delivery of my new mattress. A flying mattress - yesterday I am, admittedly, putting
a lot of faith in the idea that it will be delivered today, and that
faith might be mistaken. The text message saying it would be delivered
today came through the day after I was promised a phone call, but at
least they did contact me. Now I have to wait for a phone call, or
maybe another text message to say what two hour slot has been allocated
for my delivery.
It may take awhile to get used to not having to dodge the sharp ends of the broken springs, or falling down the big black saggy hole in the middle of the mattress, but I am looking forward to trying the new mattress out tonight. I fear it will feel very weird sleeping with a straight spine, but ultimately I will get used to it, and maybe I might even feel less twisted and stiff in the mornings. I may sound a bit over enthusiastic about my new mattress, but there is a reason for it. Even though I have now been writing all this stuff here for about the recommended life of a mattress, 7 years, it is the first time I have had an opportunity to write about new mattresses because the old mattress is about 14 years old (as far as I can guess). That probably explains the sorry state it is in ! Yesterday afternoon I listened to a special programme on Radio Caroline about John Lennon. It was both good and bad. I didn't like the way each dj contributor to the programme was announced with a loud intrusive jingle, but otherwise I did like the content. It was a mixture of people talking about the day he was shot, news clips, and bits of interview with John Lennon himself. Some regarded Lennon as a bit weird, but I think his philosophy was sound. None of this "my god is better than your god" crap, but just try to be nice to people. All my plans for yesterday came to nothing. I had already decided that a walk in the foggy woods was unlikely 10 seconds after thinking of it, and even my plan to take the old laptop over to Jodi didn't happen. She went out to the sales in the west end (or somewhere) in the afternoon. Today you can probably guess the most significant of my plans - wait for my message about the mattress delivery, and then wait for the delivery after that. ........I was just about to click the "publish" button when my phone started to ring. My new mattress should be delivered sometime between 2 and 4pm ! |
Saturday 25th December 2010 |
Tuesday 7th December 2010 |
07:47 GMT This morning is a duplicate of yesterday morning. It's cold and frosty, and there are the same patches of frozen slush on the way to the station that were there yesterday morning. Here in Earlsfield there is hardly any evidence left of all the snow we had last week, but in Catford there is plenty of evidence.The closest being outside my next door neighbours house. There is still a small pile of unmelted snow/slush/ice where it was piled up after clearing their front garden and path. With temperatures not really getting any higher than a couple of degrees in the daytime, and even more degrees below zero at night, these reminders of last weeks snow are going to be around for a good few days more. Another aspect of the recent snow is it distracted me from having a periodic moan about the short days. Last night it was after sunset, and practically dark when I boarded my train at Earlsfield to go home. By the time I arrived in Catford the sky was so dark that it was indistinguishable from the sky at midnight. In many ways I have come to accept this miserable state of affairs, but I still yearn for the winter solstice, just a fortnight away now, for the days to start getting longer again. If the evening were lighter I could maybe do something worth writing about. Instead I ate my dinner, watched a bit of TV, and almost just went straight to bed last night. In fact I didn't go straight to bed because I got distracted by the PC in my bedroom. I replied to a couple of emails before spending rather more time than I should have on the forums of giffgaff. That was not altogether a bad idea because participating there earns me payback points which just recently have been paying for my entire mobile phone bill.What I am paying for now is the fact that instead of getting to sleep before 9pm, as I really ought to with work in the morning, it was actually well gone 10pm before I even got into bed. I think I may be a little tired later today ! |
Sunday 5th December 2010 |
07:56 GMT Apart from some persistent snow and ice lurking in odd corners, or where it had been piled up, all the snow has now melted away. The process started yesterday, and continued into the night when the temperature was 4 or 5 degrees above zero. It even rained, just plain ordinary rain, in the late evening. Sometime in the early hours of the morning the temperature dropped again, and although I haven't been outside to confirm it, it looks like the cars are covered with a thin layer of frost. It is possible that we might have some sunshine today. As the sky continues to light up I can see a lot of clear sky, although the eastern horizon, where the sun should be rising now, seems to be still cloudy. Even with some sunshine I doubt that the temperature will rise much above 4 or 5 degrees, but even that will feel warm by comparison to the numbing cold of last week. It is surprising just how much difference that small shift to positive numbers makes. Last night, before the rain started, I opened the back door in the hope that Smudge might go out instead of filling her litter tray up. Standing near the open back door was obviously a bit chilly, but it was quite tolerable, and Smudge seemed to agree with me because she did go out, and after much sniffing of the air she disappeared from sight to do whatever cats do (probably inspecting all the neighbours flower beds for the best place to take a crap !). Last night I didn't leave any heating on overnight, and I didn't wake up feeling like bits of me would shrivel and drop off. In fact I probably slept rather better than of late. I can even remember a few "snapshots" of dreams I had. One dream seemed to be about my friends Ivor and Iain making spacesuits out of gaffer tape and what appeared to be Tesco carrier bags. I can't quite remember why they were doing this, but I think it was some sort of emergency exercise prior to them going off to the International Space Station. Another fragment of dream concerned one of the young women I work with. I think we were at work, and she had a load of parcels with her that were possibly xmas presents, and she also had two daughters. In real life she has no daughters, but she does ride a motorbike. In the dream I assumed that she was going to take these daughters, and the parcels, on a northbound District Line tube train (which in real life goes east - west) from a nearby station that looked remarkably like the old Shoreditch station on the old East London Line. My assumption was wrong because she announced they were all going on her motorbike. While trying to imagine how you could possibly get three on a motorbike, plus all the parcels, she appeared from round the corner on a sort of cross between a motorbike and a sit on lawn mower painted in gloss black. The other dream fragment I remember concerned me wanting to get some thigh length brown, lace up, boots. As far as I know there was nothing kinky about this, and they were just for rambling through overgrown fields to protect my legs from brambles etc. I may well have got the image of these boots from dubious web site, but the use of them could be entirely practical. I am reminded of my 10.35 mile walk across the Essex countryside between Epping and Ongar last July. There was one footpath I wanted to try and follow but it seemed to cross a very overgrown field full of thistles or other shrp leaved plants, and also seemed to be full of what looked like funnel web spiders. Some soft, but sturdy, thigh high boots would definitely have been a good idea if I had continued to try and cross that field ! Beyond going out to buy yet more cat litter, and other stuff, I am not entirely sure what I am doing today. If we do have some sunshine later on I could be tempted to go out exploring. It is probable that further out into the countryside there is still a lot of snow on the ground, and with the trains apparently working again to a lot of destinations, today could be a good compromise between mobility and snow photography. It is an opportunity I shouldn't waste, but I'll probably end up wasting it anyway. I'll either make a snap decision to just go, or sit here thinking about it for so long that it becomes too late to go out. Maybe I'll end up saving my travelling adventure to getting to work tomorrow. The trains did seem to be running normally last night, and appear to be running OK this morning. So commuting to work should be back to the same old tedious journey again. |
Wednesday 1st Decemeber 2010 |
10:17 GMT Yesterday morning felt to be less cold the the previous morning, but this morning it is most definitely cold. The temperature may only be minus one degree, but there is an icy wind that makes it feel a lot colder than that when it hits you in the face. Yesterday's snowfall in Earlsfield never came to much. Most of it melted as it hit the ground, but in Catford it did settle. There was more snow overnight, and I reckon that on my neighbours's shed roof, where it is totally undisturbed, there is at least three inchs of snow. More snow is forecast, and even if it takes until tomorrow to arrive, it will fall on already intact snow and ice. It could get to be quite thick before all this is over. Of course even this little bit of snow can caused complete chaos on SouthEastern Railways Ltd. It all kicked off in time to completely sabotage my journey home from work last night. There was an obstruction on the line, and/or a points problem at, or near, Elmers End that brought trains to Catford to a grinding halt for an unknown amount of hours. There was a fatality on the line somewhere towards Dartford, and trains were having difficulty in the thicker snow further out into Kent. Reports on the news this morning said that one train broke down near Sevenoaks for five hours. The passengers on that train had to be walked down the track in the early hours, and given shelter in the staff accomodation at Sevenoaks station. Maybe I can't blame the rail company for the obstruction on the line, or for the fatality, but I am going to anyway. My journey home from work last night was what some may call "interesting". Getting from Earlsfield to Waterloo was totally routine, but from there in became very tedious. There was no indication that there was any problems when I got to Waterloo East. My 16:23 train was shown as on time on the displays. Once I was standing on the platform the truth became clearer. The station staff were saying that the only trains they knew to be at Charing Cross, which would form services out of London, via Waterloo East, were one train to Gravesend, and one train towards Sevenoaks. Faced with a long wait for an uncertain train that was bound to be seriously overcrowded, I caught a tube from Southwark station the one stop to London Bridge. Eventually a train arrived that could have got me to Lewisham, but it was only a four car train for about 16 cars worth of waiting passengers. I was still at the back of a five deep crowd when the station staff had to force the doors shut. The next train arrived very soon after, and it was a longer train. By shear luck I happened to be in the right place at the right time to be able to get on board that train. Once again it would take me no closer to home than Lewisham, but I was at least moving in the right direction. It was a tight squeeze on that train, but we arrived at Lewisham to find the platforms coverd by a few inches of wet slippery snow, and no evidence that anyone had attempted to even put any salt or grit down. I reckon that the fatality I mentioned earlier was probably caused by someone slipping off a platform in similar conditions. Hence I blame the railway for it. In theory I should have been able to catch a bus home from Lewisham, but having seen one bus come empty from the depot, and fill to bursting point in front of my eyes, I decided it would actually be more comfortable to walk the two miles home through the snow and slush. It was almost nice walking the last bit through a mostly deserted park, but even there the snow had been ealier churned into a mixture of slippery ice and slush. I arrived home an hour late, and despite the cold, I was sweating underneath my coat after such a difficult walk. About two thirds of the way through the park a train passed me. If I had waited for it I would have arrived home about a minute later than I did after travelling in crush conditions. Maybe that walk was worth it after all. This morning there is no evidence that a train has been down the Hayes line since last night, There is almost an inch of snow on the conductor rails. I did see a train crawling towards Sevenoaks on the other line, but I have still to notice a train heading towards London on the line. I knew from the railway webpage that that trains were unlikely, but I still did my duty and stood around on the freezing station for half an hour before giving up and coming back home again. This is Catford Bridge station at 07:48. Normally at this time it would be very crowded, the blue boxes with the free Metro newspaper would be almost empty, and there would not have been half an inch of snow on the conductor rails ! This was the best information that SouthEastern could come up with !
It seems that the best limited service they could manage was to finally
get a train heading towards Hayes at 10:51, and there is no guarantee
that it will ever come back to Catford Bridge heading towards London !
By the way SouthEastern it is an
Emergency Timetable !
Hopefully things will be back to normal tomorrow so I don't have to lose another days pay, but the last time this happened (2nd Feb 2009) I had to stay at home for two days ! Today though, I am going to take things easy and stay in the warm. |