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My Diary/Blog For the Month of June 2012 |
Saturday 30th June 2012 |
13:29 BST The weather yesterday was poor for the end of June, and poor compared to Thursday, but it was still very comfortable. There were a few times when it looked like it might rain, but it stayed dry all day, and until well after dark, it was pleasantly warm. During the night the temperature dropped to feeling chilly, but now, it's back up to a comfortable 22° C even with a stiff breeze blowing. The view towards the north shows some quite big piles of cloud, but most of the time the sun has kept shining. With luck this weather will continue through to this evening, and quite possibly through tomorrow as well. On Monday lots of rain is forecast :-( My sore feet gradually improved yesterday, but even today my left heel is still very slightly sore. It wasn't bad enough to stop me getting around, but it did slow me up. I never went anywhere special yesterday, but I did do two shopping trips. One to Tesco, and the other to the 99p shop. Those two trips revived my fatigue a little bit, and that meant that as usual, I did did little more than the bare minimum of housework to make the place look semi tidy for when Aleemah dropped in to see me after work (her work, not mine. I had the day off work). When Aleemah left to go home I set about getting some food together for my dinner. Unlike the night before, I felt ravenous, and I ended up eating all sorts of stuff that I really shouldn't have. Of course this wasn't helped by buying some naughty stuff from the 99p shop earlier on. Maybe if I had gone up to bed a lot earlier I might have eaten less, but I didn't feel particularly tired last night. When I did get to bed I stayed awake reading to 11pm ( I think). I don't think I slept particularly well last night. I remember dreaming a lot, but I have no real memory of what I was dreaming about. I can't even remember what time it was that I woke up this morning. I think it was 5.30am. I did try and go back to sleep, but after thrashing about for what seemed like ages I decided to get up. I didn't feel too bad when I did get up, but a little later I did feel quite strange. When I went for a shower I decided to try a new flavour of Original Source shower gel that I had bought in the 99p shop yesterday. The particular flavour was XXX Dark Mint, and it is described as causing a tingle. I would describe it as more like a cold feeling, and then only in a small area. That area was the region where a gentlemen keeps his most valuable assets, and I am not convinced it is a pleasant experience. It is not actually unpleasant as such, but it is certainly a novel experience ! Maybe the closest thing to it would be like jumping into icy water wearing a wet suit after forgetting to do the flies up (if wet suits have flies ? I think probably not). Having got clean (and tingly !) I went out to buy a few bits and pieces in preparation for tonight. It is tonight that my life gets very difficult. I'm off to see The Jo Bangles Band at The Crown Inn, Leaves Green. View Larger Map The Jo Bangles band is Jo
and
Chris from Chain plus other musicians. I've missed the few previous
gigs they've played. So tonight will be the first time. See them play
is no difficulty, but it is tonight that I be picking up the acoustic
guitar that Jo is giving me on a never ending loan, and that is going
to cause me difficulties. Somehow I've got to learn to play something
on it, or I'll feel I've got it under false pretenses. As I mentioned a
week ago (or so), I did have a couple of guitar lessons when I was
probably 13 or 14 years old, but gave up because I was useless at it.
This time I've got to try harder, but even with that I fear I won't be
able to do any better than learning to play a tune in a mechanical
matter.
Maybe one day I'll be able to hear the notes without actually playing, and be able to pick up other tunes. If there are any similarities to learning to type the outlook is not very rosy. After 20 (?) years of using a computer keyboard I can bang out words fairly quickly, but I make loads of mistakes, and it is anything but touch typing. I know the keyboard well enough that I could probably type on a blank keyboard, but blank or lettered, I still have to look at the keyboard to phyically see where I am going to put my main two typing fingers (and occasional thumb action). If I dong look iy wouls turn out simetghing kine thua (which is actually far closer to "if I didn't look it would turn out something like this" than I would ever have imagined possible !). Maybe I underestimate myself. Tonights gig starts at 8 or 8.30pm, and my guest spot starts sometime in 2055 AD :-) By 11.43pm, or preferably 11.23pm (the second to last bus) I should be on my way home clutching my new guitar to my chest. I don't think it will come with a carrying case, and so this morning I bought a nice soft pet blanket to wrap it in, and a couple of large plastic sacks to further protect it. Tomorrow the weather should be nice, and I could probably go out rambling, but I can see I'll be spending half the day tearing my hair out as I try to learn something about playing the guitar. There is also an even better reason for not going out rambling - there's another gig on at The White Hart pub in Orpington. If it were on later I probably wouldn't go, but this one is on at the rather unusual time of 3pm, and that's rather convenient. |
Tuesday 26th June 2012 |
08:00 BST It stayed dry yesterday, and on the whole, it was a nice bright day. I don't know how high the temperature went, but it felt neither warm nor cold. Today may see a few small changes compared with yesterday. I believe it may end up slightly warmer, but there will be more cloud, and apparently there is a better chance of catching a small shower - possibly around midday. As I write this the sun has gone behind some of the high white cloud that is covering over half the sky. Until now it has been sunny. I was quite surprised that I didn't feel all that bad at work yesterday. Evidently I was less hung over, and less sleep deprived than I thought I was. Even when I got home from work I did not feel particularly tired, and that was after allowing some time to pass while the general euphoria of getting home from work slowly dissipated. Maybe there was a trace of fatigue creeping in because I didn't manage to eat as lightly as I had intended. In fact I had the raving munchies, and if there was a horse handy I would have eaten it :-) Going to bed early did not come naturally, and I had to force myself to go to bed at 8.30pm. What was telling was that once in bed I fell asleep almost instantly. I think I probably slept really well. I woke up a couple of times in the night, but had no trouble getting back to sleep again. That was true even when I woke up at that awkward time of just 50 minute before my alarm was due to go off. If I remember it correctly, I woke up, looked at the clock, and then turned over and went straight back to sleep. Getting back to sleep so easily after the couple of times I woke up was probably because I seemed to be having some rather good dreams, and hoped to have another one (dreams being far superior to reality). It seems obvious that my brain is slowly rotting away, and I am mentally regressing back to teenage years. How else can you explain the increased frequency of erotic dreams I have been having lately. From 2 or 3 a year a few years back, to as many as a couple per month recently. Last night I hit the jackpot and had two, count them, 1 plus 1, erotic dreams in one night ! Even better was that they were relatively consistent, and I didn't do my usual trick of waking up just as the good bit happens. I shan't attempt to recount the details, but each one had a sort of interesting bit that I will recount. In the first dream, once we had concluded what we were doing, I stood up and walked over to the other side of the railway booking office to check the timetables to see when our next train home was. Maybe we were so engrossed in what we were doing that we didn't realise that we were in a booking office, but then again what was a bed doing in that booking office in the first place ? Maybe I just got confused and the booking office sequence was part of another dream. The second erotic dream was noteworthy only by the paradox in it. It was dream about tiredness and sex. After we had finished what we were doing I said to my partner (who had a name, but I don't think she exists in reality) "I expect you might have preferred to be asleep like I was". I'll admit it was not the most romantic remark, and aside from the rather weird idea of dreaming about sleeping, it sort of implied that I had been asleep while doing what I had been doing. Until I typed those last few words I had been thinking along the lines of it being an impossibility, but now I've changed my mind. Meet superstud, who can give women 24 types of pleasure even while asleep ! (Best said in a Rik Mayall "Lord Flasheart" voice). It is not surprising that I feel rather better this morning than I did yesterday morning. I suppose this morning I feel rather average, and after eating what I ate last night, and to some extent, after eating the tub of brown lentil salad this morning, it may well be a few more days before I will feel particularly good again. That may actually be fine because I am thinking of taking a couple of days holiday on Thursday and Friday, and on the day when the weather looks bets, I may take a trip to the seaside. Feeling particularly good then would make it so much more enjoyable. To that end, I'll try a bit harder to eat a bit better tonight, and try and make sure I am in bed early enough again. After last night there is less food to choose from for snacking, and so eating better will be a bit easier, and getting to bed shouldn't be too much trouble. Maybe I will feel even better tomorrow after all.........or maybe not. |
Monday 18th June 2012 |
08:59 BST I don't know what time it started to rain last night, but it was still going when I came to work this morning. It made for a rather damp start to the day, but at 14° C it was horribly unpleasant. The rain has stopped now, and it's starting to brighten up. There could be the odd shower in the meantime, but at 4pm, when I'm going home, it is forecast to be bright and sunny, and at 20° C, almost warm. Later in the evening more rain is forecast. There were many things I could, and perhaps should have done, but I did practically nothing yesterday afternoon. I spent just over two hours on the phone when a mate phoned me. Like me, he has been trying to lose a bit of weight, and I have to admit he is doing far better than me. After feeling ill at the end of last week I have been eating more than is feasible to to lose weight, and yesterday I was feeling like I had put back on a lot of what I had lost in the preceeding couple of weeks. Maybe I was a bit too pessimistic though. This morning my trousers, whose looseness, or lack of it, I use as a substitute measure in place of bathroom scales, seem to be as loose as they were last week. Maybe I have been watching what I have eaten a bit better than I thought I had. On reflection, I could definitely have done a lot worse than I actually did in my choice of eating yesterday. Most of the stuff I did eat was not exactly ideal, but I didn't eat that much of it - which could be considered unusual for a Sunday when not much is going on. After a slightly unsure start, I found myself feeling quite good as I made my way to work. I'm not so sure I feel that good now, but some of that is just the irritation of being here. Quite a few things have irritated me, and make me not want to be here, and at least one of those things is really nothing to do with me at all. It is totally irrational that I should feel so depressed about seeing orders to clear up/tidy up a room that I don't use, and is not my responsibility, but it just another symptom of the change that has come about in the company once non engineers were given too much power. What may look untidy to some desk jockey is important work in progress for an engineer. I've gone from feeling quite good, even with the rain that would normally dampen my spirits, to feeling quite depressed, and wishing there was an alternative to work. I think I probably always wanted to be a lumberjack ! |
Sunday 17th June 2012 |
11:35 BST Apart from a couple of brief light sprinkles of rain, yesterday was mostly dry, and often bright. I'm not sure of the temperature, but it felt a bit less cool than recently. This morning seems to be a continuation of yesterday. Currently it is almost 19° C, and the cloud cover is about 75% - which leaves some good opportunities for the sun to shine through. With luck it will stay dry until the early hours of tomorrow morning when rain is forecast. Yesterday morning saw the usual panic of trying to make the house look plausibly presentable before Aleemah visited with the last two episodes of the BBC TV programme "Neverwhere" on her DVD. After Aleemah left I rustled myself up some lunch. I did make a half hearted attempt to make is semi-healthy, but there was no way the cheap fatty corned beef I used could ever be described as healthy. The rest of it, a pile of assorted salad stuff, was OK though. However there was one ingredient that may have been an even worse option, though very tasty ! It was rather a lot of scotch bonnet chilli sauce ! I'll explain why it wasn't such a good idea later. After (and during) my lunch I watched some TV. I soon got bored with that, turned the TV off, and went upstairs to my PC. After checking my email, and a few other bits and pieces, I laid down on my bed and started some reading. It wasn't long before my eyes started to droop, and I ended up falling asleep for (I think) nearly two hours. While I had been laying down, or other stuff that required no physical activity, I felt fine, but then I had to start getting myself ready to go out to Chain's gig at The British Oak in Blackheath. As soon as I started moving that chilli sauce kicked in, and soon I was sweating like a pig. It's not a good start to an evening out ! I had to walk to the bus stop very slowly to avoid overheating. Once I was on the bus I started to dry out out. For once it would have been good if the bus ride had taken longer, but maybe because it was the first time I had travelled in daylight it seemed far shorter than I remembered it. It's a five or six minute walk from the bus stop to the pub, and it seemed very hard going for some reason, and I arrived at the pub all sweaty again. The solution to the sweating problem was, paradoxically, plenty of beer. Beer has a reputation for making some sweat, but for me it had the opposite affect. After a few pints, and lots of good music, I was dry as a bone. Walking back to the bus stop, for what was possibly the last bus, seemed extremely easy, a mere quick stroll, and the bus ride back to Catford seemed to be quite quick. There was one moment of doubt going home. When I turned the corner at the end of the road I saw what I thought was my bus pulling away from the bus stop. The Countdown display at the bus stop was not much help....... The display should have
been displaying the next few buses from that stop, and how long the
wait for them would be. Incidently,
for anyone who is curious, the stop ID 44007 seems to refer to the
display and not the bus stop itself - that has an ID of 52060 (from
memory). While that display was of no use to me, an app on my phone was
far more useful. It said that my bus was still due in 4 or 5 minutes,
and indeed it turned up exactly on time. The bus I had just missed by a
few seconds must have been running incredibly late for some reason.
I arrived back in Catford just early enough to buy some traditional fried chicken and chips on the way home. I could, and maybe should have opted for the healthier grilled wings, but they are so spicy that after my earlier excess of chilli sauce I thought that maybe it would be better to go for the greasy option. I munched my way through that food while watching some TV, and finally ended up in bed by sometime after 1am. I guess I managed around 6 hours of quite good sleep before waking up, and getting the urge to go through last nights photos instead of going back to bed like I probably should have done. I took quite a lot of photos last night, and here's a very small selection of them. One new device that Chain tried
out last night was an extemely bright rope light. It was originally
designed for illumination rather than decoration, and had been thrown
away because it was the wrong colour (or something like that). It made
photography from some angles rather "interesting" - particularly so
when I didn't have the flash set to always fire regardless of what the
camera saw. If there was a little fill light so I didn't have to turn
the brightness right up to the point where all the noise shows, this
might have been a good photo.
Jo looking very serious while she is probably singing "Paranoid" There is a very good
reason
for this strange shot of Matt playing his bass guitar. My friend Kevin
was using Jo's mini camera/camcorder to video a song. I didn't want to
walk through his shot. So I was going to crawl along the floor, but
instead I just sat on the floor looking up, and decided to press the
shutter.
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Tuesday 5th June 2012 |
12:39 BST I thought there would be some significant rain yesterday, but somehow all the big black clouds held off dropping the wet stuff on us. Maybe those clouds were not as thick as they looked. The let a fair amount of heat out overnight, and this morning was a rather chilly 9° C. Since this morning there have been a few bright, almost sunny spells, and currently the temperature is 19° C. That's niether warm nor cold, and apparently good enough for Smudge to go out exploring today. The BBC forecast it will be raining by 7pm tonight. Once I stopped for lunch, yesterday, I found it very hard to continue with some of the housework I was doing. I fancied doing something simpler than scrubbing and hoovering. So I decided to tackle a task I had been putting off for ages and ages. In a way it is related to the horrendous task of trying to get my living room looking neat and tidy in all four corners. There was a lot of paperwork in there that I couldn't bring myself to just throw away even though it was a hindrance to making the room look better. The solution to this dilemna may be to scan the papers, and store them digitally. Some of the paperwork was a few, 4 I think, copies of Viz comic that are about 25 years old. If they were in first class condition they might have even been worth a couple of quid, but they are faded and tatty. I kept them specifically to remind me of when Viz was fresh and funny (if, like me, you appreciate toilet humour !). The last copy of Viz I bought, maybe 4 or 5 years ago was a huge disappointment, and yet I still find those ancient copies funny. So I started to scan the first copy. It is a really boring job ! It seemed to take ages to get half way through, and then I gave up for the day. I'll be doing more this afternoon. I think I slept quite well last night, and I woke eager to try out my shower with it's extra long hose on the shower head. Obviously it's nothing to get really excited about, but the extra length was useful, and particularly when I was washing my hair. It was also nice to come down to a large area of clear workspace in my kitchen. I celebrated that by doing every last bit of washing up. Once I've cleaned/tidied up the last bit of work top, hoovered all the cobwebs out of the corners, and cleaned the floor (probably with a thermic lance or oxy-acetelyne) it will almost look sanitary in there. My next, and currently last task was to clean up around the fireplace in the living room. I started off refixing the plain sheet of hardboard that is blocking off the old grate, and keeping the soot and brickdust, that came from when the chimney stack was half removed, and flue capped off, out of the room. Then over that I fixed the two canvas prints that make it look a bit more scenic than plain hardboard. I also removed the two Wharfdale speakers that had stood guard either side of the fireplace, but haven't been used in years. I'm not sure what to do with those speakers. I don't currently have a "hifi", but they sound too nice to throw away. Maybe one day I'll wire up my tuner-amp again, but probably not. I only seem to listen to internet streams these days, and can't be bothered with broadcast radio. I see lots of birds in my back garden, and some I see very close up as they flit among the foliage that almost rubs against my kitchen window. Some I can identify, and some I can guess close enough to make checking on the internet worthwhile. There were a couple of birds out there a little while ago, and I tried to get a picture of one of them through the window, but each attempt failed. The birds were very small, and they are mostly brown. When seen close up they have a sort of stripy edge to their wings. That distinctive feature was enough to positively identify them, and steal a picture off the internet. The birds were wrens. Apparently they are very common in gardens, but that's news to me. That brings me to now. What I ought to do is to go back to the living room and do more work down there, but I can't seem to raise the enthusiasm. I think I am going to scan a few more pages from Viz into my PC, and probably do a bit of laundry. Other than that I feel like laying on my bed reading, and I suspect I'll be doing more of that then anything else :-) |
Saturday 2nd June 2012 |
17:15 BST Thursday ended rather overcast. During the evening the first light rain fell, and there was more overnight. Yesterday was mostly overcast, but still mild. Once again some rain fell in the evening, and then even more overnight. Today started dry, very grey, and rather cool. During the afternoon the sky began to brighten up, and right now there is some sunshine peeping out from between the clouds. The temperature now is 20° C, but the forecast is that the temperature will soon be plummetting, and tomorrow is going to be a chilly day with temperature only expected to get to about 11° C at best. More rain is expected as well. I was off work yesterday because I was not feeling too good. Twisting my ankle when getting off the train on Thursday night did not help. Some stupid woman pushed a push chair right in my path as I was getting off the train, and I had to take evasive action to avoid crushing her baby. It wasn't a bad sprain, and didn't cause me any particular problem until I woke up yesterday morning. My ankle felt rather stiff, and together with feeling off colour, it seemed a good enough reason to call in sick. We don't get paid for taking sick days off these days, so I don't feel any particular loyalty to the company, and although the loss of money is inconvenient, it seems a reasonable trade off for being comfortable. I think the change in weather is the reason why I've gone from feeling unusually energetic back to tired and listless. Nevertheless I have managed to keep a certain amount of moderation in my eating habits these last few days. Even yesterday, when I had all sorts of temptations, I managed to curtail the wilder excesses of my appetite. Some of those temptatons came from doing two shopping trips. In the morning, once my ankle had loosened up, I went to the 99p shop. I was after a spare bottle of the balsamic vinegar made by Heinz that I found to be so nice. Sadly they seemed to have run out, but I did find a reasonable substitute. I also bought some stuff that I need to eat very sparingly. Later in the afternoon I went to Tesco and treated myself to hot cooked chicken and salad. I also bought New Scientist, my main reason for going to Tesco, and a big bag of cat litter. One other item of note I bought was a new Freeview set top box. My old one had a nasty habit of occasionally muting the sound for a second. The new one has both USB and Ethernet sockets, and hardly any information about them in the instruction menu. I have a theory that it is possible to play movies from a USB memory stick, but I haven't tried that yet. The ethernet socket is just noted as being for "future expansion". There are some Freeview channels that are delivered over the internet, and maybe it will work for them, although I don't those channels have anything interesting on them, but it will be interesting playing with them. This morning I saw Aleemah for a few hours, and we watched another couple of episodes of the 1990s BBC drama "Neverwhere". (We wateched the first two episodes last week). I'm not sure how it happened, but it seemed that the tidying up I did prior to Aleemah's visit last week seemed to have held, and I didn't have all that much to do this morning. Of course there was a lot I cold have done to make the place look even cleaner, but somehow I just couldn't find the urge to do it. This afternoon I seem to have been very busy doing very little. I have no idea where most of the time has gone. This is actually quite good because there is a lot of time to pass before going back to work after this long jubilee weekend and bank holidays. Only the second half of tomorrow will be a busy time for me. I will be doing something I do so rarely that it is as good as never. I will be going for a walk in the countryside - in the cold and rain ! The driving force behind this is to see The Jo Bangles Band playing at The Bulls Head pub in Pratts Bottom. Not only that, but the pub has a beer festival on. I think those two provide just enough motivation for me ! |