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Diary/Blog For the Month of November 2015 |
Saturday
28th November 2015 |
09:23
GMT. I stayed indoors, not paying too much attention to the weather yesterday. I think there was a little bit of sunshine, and I think there was a shower or too, but mostly it was just grey. The temperature could be described as the only positive feature, but 12° C is not a lot to shout about ! This morning started bright and cold. At sunrise it was just under 4° C. I expect if I had looked better I might have seen the twinkle of frost on a car somewhere. A few hours of rather glorious sunshine seems to have raised the temperature to exactly 4° C ! Sadly, it won't stay like this if the weather forecast I saw on TV last is to be believed. It will get warmer, maybe as high as 10° C, but a strengthening breeze will make it feel cooler, and the real cost will be some torrential rain passing through the area for much of the afternoon, and into the evening. Tomorrow should start dry, and it should be I was expecting a long boring wait for my new PC monitor to be delivered, but I was surprised when it turned up at around 1pm - only about 22 hours after I ordered it. At that point I was about halfway through re-editing some pictures to upload to Flickr. I was rather impressed that upon plugging in the new monitor it was recognised by Linux Mint with no faffing about, and the correct 1920 x 1080 definition set up automatically. Unfortunately this bigger monitor doesn't make me any more artistic or creative, and it doesn't improve my photography, but it is certainly easier to do photo editing when there is plenty of space to work in. I am not so sure that it is so good for writing on. It is so wide that my eyeballs can't stretch to the edge ! I think that I would be quite happy writing these words on a 800 x 640, 4:3 monitor ! The photos I was re-editing were of Chain playing a special all Fleetwood Mac set at a well lit gig in The British Legion hall in Petts Wood. It was one of a series of gigs by various bands that went under the banner of Petts Wood Rocks ! The Chain gig took place on Friday 31st January 2014, and you can see the pictures I took here - https://www.flickr.com/photos/135353558@N03/albums/72157661590920141 After the new monitor was delivered I was free to go out shopping, or any other outside pursuit, but when I looked outside, and considered what I might want if I went outside, I decided that I would prefer to stay indoors in the dry, and in the warm. It was possibly that decision that later triggered the desire to order a nice chicken shish kebab with salad - mostly fat free, and sort of healthy ! So just after 6pm I ordered one, plus a spare that I could have had for lunch today, and then I waited, and waited, and....... I ordered the meal online, and the first bad thing was that I got a confirmation e-mail that said they were busy, and that the delivery time would be extended. Fifteen minutes after the predicted worse case delivery time had passed I had a phone call from the delivery driver. Unfortunately I could barely understand his broken English, and he could barely understand me, but we managed to work out that he had got lost somewhere in the mile between me and the shop. I did my best to try and give him some directions, but he couldn't describe where he was - or at least not in words that I could understand. Eventually he claimed to know where he was, and I expected him to arrive at any minute. Another 15 minutes passed and he had still not arrived. So I phoned him back, and tried to find out where he was. That proved impossible. So I told him to take my dinner back to the shop because I no longer wanted it, and to tell the shop to refund my money. Later on I phoned the shop, but only got an answerphone. So I left a message explaining what had happened, and asked them to call back confirming my money had been refunded. I am still waiting for a reply ! I also emailed the customer care department of Hungryhouse, the web site that acts as an intermediary, and takes care of payment by credit card. Their promise is that they will respond within 24 hours - they still have half a day to meet that deadline. I have a horrible feeling I've just been ripped off. I had an even healthier, but rather later dinner last night. First course was a salad with balsamic dressing and Parmesan shavings. That was followed by a can of fried herring in balsamic dressing. At that point I should have gone to bed, but I stayed up a lot later than usual watching TV on my new monitor. I am undecided if it enhanced my viewing experience or not. Eventually, and I think that may have been getting on for 11pm, I went to bed, and slept unusually well. Today I have all sorts of things to do. Next on my list is to go to one of the 99p or £1 shops to see what they have in the way of HDMI connectors. I want a cheap and nasty one to disect for work, and a spare or two for my new monitor might be handy as well. Of course I'll probably buy loads of junk and rubbish too ! Later on I have to try and get to Petts Wood by about 3pm to see a nice and early Spangles gig in the Petts Wood Memorial Hall. It is part of the Petts Wood "Turning On The Xmas Lights" ceremony. Several bands will be playing, and there will be stalls in the streets, and all sorts of crap like that. There are a couple of other bands that I would liked to have seen if it didn't involve a long wait while bands I don't care to see finish their sets, but more importantly than that is that I want to be back in Catford, refreshed and rested to go out again tonight to see a band playing in The Black Cat (formerly known as The Catford Ram). The band are called Red Post Hill, and I am not sure if they are very good, but I can't pass up live music on my own door step. Pictures to follow ! |
Friday
27th November 2015 |
07:51
GMT. The weather could have been far worse yesterday, but in the main it was just uninspiring. There was an unexpected brief sprinkle of rain at about 5pm, but otherwise it was just unrelenting grey skies and feeling quite cool. Sadly, today is going to be very similar. The sky will range from medium to dark grey, and there will be a few showers during daylight hours, and maybe some more persistent rain after dark. The temperature today will be an annoying 12° C - not quite cold, and yet still some way from being warm. Tomorrow could be considerably colder in the morning. Some parts may even see a frost, but apparently not here. It might even be a sunny morning, but it is not forecast to last. By midday it will be grey, grey, grey ! Persistent rain is forecast for after sunset ! I'm not sure why, but I didn't feel very keen to go to the pub for the Thursday drink. I guess it was because it was dark outside. It didn't matter how early it actually was (about 4.30pm), it still felt like I was going out when I should have been going to bed ! I seem to be getting more and more cranky about this as the years drift by. It was enjoyable when I got to the pub, and there were some good beers available. By common agreement the best was a beer by The Tiny Rebel brewery in Wales. We never did manage to discover what the name meant, but we did conclude that it could probably only be pronounced with half a pint of phlegm in the back of the throat. It went by the unlikely name of Cwtch - http://www.tinyrebel.co.uk/beers/cask/cwtch/ - a name and word without any vowels in it ! The other beer I particularly liked was Northern Lights. I was definitely sober enough to have some sort of control over my eating. I felt no desire to visit any takeaways on the way home for a change. Perhaps a better reason for it than sobriety was that I was very aware that I had some interesting stuff in the fridge waiting to be eaten. I had, and still have, stuff in the fridge that really ought to be in the freezer, but there is no room in there. In consequence there is a bit of imperative to use it before it starts to spoil. Last night I had a non "Slimming World" curry from Iceland (the supermarket). It didn't come with any rice, which was good, and I thought it was rather a small portion, which was probably good. Fortunately it was rather tasty, and rather tastier than the Tesco king prawn curry with rice - which was not all that tasty at all. I had some other stuff to eat too, including a nice (almost still) crunchy conference pear. Then I had an hour or two to kill to let it settle down before going to bed. If I could have just slept through to when it was light, I would have said that I slept well last night. I was in bed about an hour later than usual, but I still woke up just before my 5am alarm was due to go off (because I had forgotten to cancel it). It was nice to be able to relax in bed before getting ready to face the day - a luxury denied me on days when I have to go to work - but I would have much preferred it if I could have dozed off for another hour or three... Well, maybe not three hours because I have to be very alert today ! Yesterday, in a moment of madness, I decided it would be easier doing my photo editing on a bigger monitor screen. So I had a look on Amazon and found a 24 inch high definition monitor that seemed to be cheap, but (hopefully) not cheap and nasty. The premium for next day delivery didn't make my eyes water too much, and so I ordered it. It should be delivered sometime today, and because of my paranoia, everything is now taking second place to making sure I don't miss the delivery. I have put fresh batteries in the doorbell - and tested it - and I am keeping the radio down low to make sure I can hear that doorbell. I reckon that the delivery will take place quite late today - after all I only ordered it at about 3pm yesterday - but I still don't dare to even go as far as the corner shop, and if I could I would even stay off the toilet. Unfortunately that is proving a little difficult this morning, or at least it was. I don't know if it was the beer, or too much curry, but my bottom has been quite volatile this morning. I think, or I hope it has settled down now. I suppose it puts some other things I might moan about into some sort of perspective. Nothing else limits me in any way even if it is painful - as indeed a bit of my chest is under certain circumstances. Yesterday, while swinging my rucksack full of bottles of sugar free cola onto my back, I pulled an already pulled muscle, or ligament, or whatever it is I broke in my chest. Apart from at the time, and maybe some remnants of tenderness from time to time, I didn't give it much thought until I was towelling myself dry after my shower this morning. I managed to get one or both my arms swinging in such a way to provoke a strong painful reaction from my chest. I say chest because I am fairly sure that is where the trouble actually lies, but the pain was from the end of the rib on my side - just under, and a few inches to the right of my right man boob. It does seem to be a very delicate area recently, but I guess it will recover if I could only stop bothering it ! While that was bad, I am tempted to think that there is more good news about the little, and ring fingers of my left hand. This morning the little finger was feeling quite painful. That may sound bad, and I must admit it was not pleasant, but at the same time I seemed to have something approaching normal touch sensitivity. I could just about feel a single hair with my fingertip - which is an improvement over just being able to distinguish textures. Since then the pain has stopped, and the sensitivity has reduced again, but it does seem that what seemed impossible not that long ago, might still be possible, and maybe the nerve damage will not only heal, but will heal quicker than I thought possible - which would be rather good ! Today I will.....do very little until my new monitor is delivered ! In the meantime I may do some quite reading, but taking extra care not to doze off, and I probably ought to start editing the pictures I have been meaning to edit for uploading to Flickr for the last few days now. I have probably run out of excuses not to do it even if I have to do it on my current, smaller monitor. |
Thursday
26th November 2015 |
14:59
GMT. The BBC's website weather forecast said there would be some sunshine yesterday - and there was ! It was just that there was less of it than forecast, and it wasn't when it was supposed to be. The rest of the day was mildly overcast, and mildly gloomy. With a top temperature of 9° C it didn't feel desperately cold, but it was cool enough. Today hasn't been much different to yesterday. The temperature, the amount of cloud in the sky, and the little bit of sunshine were almost identical. Tomorrow will probably be even gloomier, but it is supposed to stay dry, and it should be a couple of degrees less cold. I didn't feel too bad at work yesterday. The inner infection, or whatever it was I had, seemed to have completely gone, and any slight light headedness was probably just a parallel universe trying to break through. Even my dodgy chest seemed to be mostly (but not completely) behaving itself. It was still a relief to be heading home after work - although some, if not a lot of that relief was the joy of knowing I was starting the equivalent of a four day weekend. On my way home I detoured via Iceland and bought a few more of their "Slimming World" products. I found a chilli con carne that looked interesting, and I thought I might try one of the meals that was pasta based. I also bought a couple of ordinary high calorie/high fat curries. What I actually ate when I got in was a mixture of the good and bad and unsure ! I did have one of the low calorie sweet potato curries - I rather like them. I also had a strange hybrid meal. Lurking in my fridge was an (alleged) slow cooked brisket of beef in sauce thingummy. The sauce comes in a separate sealed bag, and upon checking the ingredients, which I am very glad I did, I found that demerara sugar was one of the prime ingredients. So I chucked that away, and substituted a can of tomato soup - which I hope was a lot better (although I never actually checked), but it did make for a tasty sort of meal. I topped all that lot off with a nice crunchy conference pear with some strong cheddar cheese. I'm not sure where I got the energy from, but I found some to wash three work shirts, and some underwear last night, but I couldn't find the energy, or maybe the inspiration, or whatever it takes to edit up a bunch of photos to upload to Flickr. I did manage to go through the set and make a note of the file numbers of the photos I wanted to edit, but that was as far as I got. I seemed to find it a lot easier to watch lots of clips of the late comedian Dave Allen on You Tube. Try any of these - https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=Dave+Allen - some are better than others, but all range between good and hilarious ! I didn't have to get up this morning so I could have stayed up all night, but old habits die hard, and by 10pm I was more than ready to fall asleep, and maybe ten minutes later I was ! In some respects I slept quite well apart from the terrifying nightmare I had where the button on the waist of my jeans broke, and then my belt broke. I don't think I found a way to hold my trousers up before I woke up. At 4am I woke up, and because it felt too much like hard work to get back to sleep, I temporarily got up and started reading news articles on the internet. It was probably a couple of hours before I went back to bed. From then on I had that weird sleep where it feels like you are awake, but many hours pass without you being aware of it. It was almost 9am when I got up again. It seems like I haven't done nearly enough to account for all the time since then. I have washed a couple of towels - which is is sort of good exercise, although I am not totally sure what it is I have exercised. I have also been to Aldi to do some more shopping - stuff like toilet paper, and whisky as well as some food items. What I don't seem to have found time, or maybe the inclination to do is my photo editing. So I can't provide a link to Flickr to show off some photography I did in 2012 yet. In theory I could start that editing now, but I fancy a rest before going out for the Thursday night drink. We are drinking in The Ravensbourne Arms in Ladywell tonight. It is a shame that it will be as good as dark before I have to walk there. I could still walk through the park, and may still do so, but it will not be as pleasant as walking there in sunshine ! |
Wednesday
18th November 2015 |
08:09
GMT. I was very lucky yesterday. After a bit of weak sunshine it started to rain yesterday morning, and it continued to rain right up to the time I left work to walk to the station. I did feel some very light rain in the last 30 seconds that I waited for my train on the platform of Earlsfield station, but it was practically ignorable - more so because with the temperature at almost 16° C it was almost warm. From then onwards the big feature was wind. It really started to pick up once I was safely indoor, but by 9pm, and for an unknown time after, it was a very fierce and noisy wind. The weather forecast on TV last night reckoned it would die down at midnight, and maybe it did. One thing it did was to blow most of the clouds away. It was 10° C at 5am this morning, and the residual wind made it a rather cool walk to the station, but there was some compensation in that I could see the stars, and the sky started to get light much earlier than it has done recently. I carried out my plan to go home via Tesco last night, and I stocked up on a few essentials, and predictably enough, some bargains and unwanted stuff. Some of what I bought was good healthy stuff like bowls of salad, and some things like the reduced price sandwiches were less healthy. I am not sure what to make of the little reduced price (39p) triangles of red pepper and stuff quiche. I'm guessing I should have bought them, and ate them ! On my way home, and after I got home, I felt rather good - by comparison to when I was travelling under the influence of my recent 'flu like illness. It really did feel like I was finally 100% over that illness. I wasn't perfectly comfortable all the time, and I didn't have boundless energy, but it was probably all within tolerance for an old broken body like mine. I was probably more uncomfortable after I had finished eating. It didn't seem like I was eating a lot as I ate it, but I certainly felt rather full, and with hindsight, I guess I did eat quite a bit when you add all the small things together. This is going to have a detrimental affect on my trouser belt if I don't get careful soon ! I don't know if it was being rather full that caused it, but I had a very uncomfortable night. Maybe I was tossing and turning a lot because my belly was full, or maybe it was something else (like the cold - I didn't put any heating on in my bedroom last night). Whatever the reason was is not important. The important thing is that my chest became really sore in the night. At one point I wondered if it might get even worse, and if it had I might have prepared my "emergency rucksack", and if it got worse after that I might have considered getting some professional help. However it didn't take long to realise that if I tried to rest on one side a different part of my chest hurt compared to if I tried to rest on my other side. If I lay flat on my back the pain almost went away, but was substituted by the snap, crackle and pop of my ribs and ligaments moving about as I breathed in and out. At 1am (or was it 2am ?) I had to take some Ibuprofen tablets, and wait something like an hour before they had calmed the pain down, and I could get to sleep again. It was actually quite a mild pain to begin with, and if I had been anywhere else I probably would have slept through it, but chest pains have a certain uncertainty about them that gets you wondering... This morning I feel like that I wish I had managed to get a lot more sleep, but on the whole I don't feel too bad. My chest is not actually hurting, but there is a sort of subliminal tenderness there that feels to be some sort of dividing line between pain and no pain. After tossing and turning, and maybe sleeping awkwardly, my neck feels a bit stiff this morning, but to my amazement my back is not sure at all. There is probably no connection between sleeping badly and some stiffness/soreness in my lower back, but under some circumstance it has been a bit edgy recently. One such circumstance is bending over the bath washing my hair. I did that this morning and my back seemed quite supple and painless. That was a pleasant surprise ! Now, have I any plans for tonight ? The answer is probably "maybe". I will have three dirty shirts after I get home and change, and it would probably be a good idea to get them washed, but that would be "nice" and not "essential". So maybe I will, or maybe I won't. Other than that I guess I ought to continue my long quest to try and eat far more sparingly. At least one part of my evening eating will be salad. So that will be one small step towards the ideal - one small step that could still easily be overshadowed by a whole mountain range ! Hopefully I'll be in bed nice and early tonight, and hopefully I will somehow get a full 8 hours of quality sleep (but I doubt it). |
Sunday
15th November 2015 |
18:46
GMT. On the whole, yesterday was rather damp, and definitely rather grey ! The forecast said that it shouldn't rain after about 7pm, but the rain stopped an hour or two before that. It then restarted, albeit quite lightly, and only sporadically, just after 8pm until almost 11pm. The surprising thing is that it got slightly warmer (or less cool) in the evening. For much of the day it was barely more than 11 or 12° C, but by midnight it was nudging 15° C. This morning it was still around 13° C, and with no more than about 30 minutes of intermittent sunshine during the day, the temperature rose to 15° C, and it is still 15° C now. It has been a dry day, but mostly grey and uninspiring. Tomorrow should be dry until about 7pm, but it will be cloudy all day. Rather curiously, the forecast reckons that after sunrise the temperature will drop from 14° C to a rather cool 12° C, and stay that way for most of the day. Yesterday afternoon I completed the laundry I had left soaking in the morning. I did the rinsing and wringing out in two batches with a long breather between the two. The first was just some shirts and a couple of small towels - not that stressful ! The second batch, was, if you can call one item a batch, a medium sized bath towel - and that took a lot of manhandling and energy ! I rinsed it many times, but I don't think I rinsed it that well. After about the fifth rinse and wring out the water seemed to get more soapy rather then less for some unknown reason. I could only manage another couple of feeble rinse and wring outs before hanging it over the bath to drip towards dryness overnight. I hung it in front of the fan heater, set on low, in the living room to finish drying this morning. After such hard work it wouldn't seem logical to go out in the evening. Under normal circumstances, where normal is defined by my behaviour for the last 18 months (maybe), I would feel knackered, and be in bed by 8pm, but not last night. I did some research and found that getting to Belvedere station was long winded, but possible. On paper it looks nice and simple...... So I went out to see Chains gig at The Belvedere Hotel - which is conveniently just a couple of minutes walk from the station. I think I stunned a few people when I arrived - being as it was the first gig I've been to for many weeks, and it would generally have been considered to be outside my travelling range. I enjoyed almost all of the first set that they played, but as I warned Jo and Chris, I left to get the 10pm train. There were later trains, and I could have stayed at least another hour - probably. I had pre-planned my trip home to start at 10pm, and I stuck to it. That wasn't a bad idea because it turned out that I had only gotten over about 90% of that illness, and I didn't feel all that good some of the time. There is an album of pictures I took at the gig here...https://www.flickr.com/photos/135353558@N03/albums/72157661240882815 ....and there is also some night photography I did while waiting a long 17 minutes on platform 2 for my train at Lewisham station here....https://www.flickr.com/photos/135353558@N03/albums/72157660464130448 I arrived home just a minute or two before 11pm - and that was incredibly late for me these days. I was in two minds about whether I was hungry or not. While I was at the pub I found I wasn't keen on drinking, and I ended up only drinking about a pint and a quarter of Guinness. I left the other three quarters undrunk on the table when I left. So I deliberately avoided buying anything like fried chicken on the way home, but I did warm up some ready cooked noodles when I got home. I thought they might be a sort of light meal. Of course they weren't, and even less so after I smothered them in chilli sauce, and of course the more I ate, the more I wanted to eat. Although I have to confess that I almost left the last of them because I was feeling full. I was tempted to start checking, and even editing my photos after I had eaten, but I suddenly found myself feeling really tired. I don't think I made it into bed before midnight, but maybe I did. What I am more sure about is that it was one of those nights where 30 seconds waiting to fall asleep feels like an eternity for the first 29 seconds, and then the next thing is that you are waking up. I think it was about 6pm when I woke up, and I still felt extremely tired. So I did the necessaries and went back to bed again. It didn't seem like I slept much, but an awful of time seemed to pass by without me realising. It seems that today is a day where all time seems to be passing without me realising. I have had a snooze or two, and I've spent some time reading, but I also seemed to spend a long time editing photos, and writing comments/captions for them. Editing photos, or post production as I think it is called in the television trade, is both the worst and best bit of photography. Thinking up captions or comments is definitely hard work - particularly when trying to think of something witty to say - and even harder trying to condense that comment or witty caption down to a reasonable size sentence. Sometimes I just don't bother, but I do my best. Un-captioned photos on social media can be annoying sometimes ! Bed time seems to be approaching ever faster, and tonight I ought to try and get a good nights sleep so I am fresh when I go back to work tomorrow. Of course the harder I try the less likely it is to happen, but.....Well, on the bright side, describing my struggle to sleep will provide material, admittedly boring and dull material, to write about tomorrow morning - unless something exciting happens between now and then. |
Wednesday
11th November 2015 |
08:13
GMT. The thickness of yesterday's cloud cover ranged from near thin to medium heavy, and the temperature ranged from14 to 15° C. It was a very bland day, although as I was going home from work I thought I felt some very fine rain hit my face for a minutes or two just to break the monotony. It is still seeming like today will be more or less the same as yesterday. It was almost 15° C when I ventured out into the dark to walk to the station. The first sign of the sun starting to rise was at Waterloo when the sky turned from black into grey. It is quite grey as I write this, but I can see some whiter patches among the blanket of grey. If one of those gets in the right place we could see a slightly yellow fuzzy blob that shows the sun is still there. Tomorrow should see some sunny intervals, although the temperature will stay pretty similar today. The big change will come tomorrow night when thundery showers are forecast ! I started off feeling a bit rough yesterday. All sorts of things ached to some degree or another, but by the time came to go home many of them had faded out, and if they hadn't faded out they had at least diminished to almost nothing. Perhaps the biggest exception to this was my chest - although it would be incorrect to say it ached as I made my way home. It would be more accurate to say that I could feel it moving, and clicking, and grinding with every step I took, but it was painless. Walking to the station from work seemed as easy as it ever has been (more or less), and by the time I got home I was feeling OK - which is neither good nor bad. It was good enough to decide to do some more laundry without trepidation. The decision to do that laundry had actually been taken in the morning when I left the stuff soaking. So I was sort of obliged to do it come what may, but the important thing is that I didn't have any hesitation about doing. I might have even looked forward to it - which might have been a bit stupid because I rapidly lost enthusiasm towards the end when my arms, wrists, and hands started to feel tired. Maybe that brief burst of physical exertion had some effect, or maybe it was something else, perhaps it was just because of what was in the fridge, but I managed to have one of my smaller dinners last night. The first course was a couple of smoked haddock fishcakes (on their own), and that was followed by the rest of the grapes and brie that I had bought to eat together. Once again the brie and grapes were disappointing ! Either side of dinner I did have a nibble of some sea salted mixed nuts. Of course nuts are a two edged sword. They have all sorts of things in them like minerals, fat/oil, and in the case of the brazil nuts - excess radioactivity ! Some are good, and the oil/fat is bad. Although salted, they did not seem to have much salt on them, and I reckon I will survive that - maybe not the others ! I went to sleep extra early last night - although only for 10 minutes or so. It was barely 7pm when I was laying on my bed reading, and my eyelids started to droop. So I shut them, and promptly fell asleep. I think it was my phone going "ping" when a message came through that woke me up. It was closer to 9pm when I had brushed my teeth, got into bed, and fallen asleep properly. I seemed to sleep well until 2am when I was awakened to a most definite case of sleep apnea. I have wondered if I suffered from this in the past, but the amount of times I had any clues it had happened upon waking up were very, very small. Last night I am convinced it happened. I didn't sleep well for the rest of the night, but that was more to do with long periods of being unable to sleep rather than waking up. This morning I definitely feel rough. The amount of joint pain I have is almost like I am heading towards 'flu, but I guess it is just a seasonal thing. I seem to recall complaining about this time last year of my hips feeling sore, or stiff. They were stiff/sore this morning, as were my shoulders, elbows, and, strangely enough, my right thumb ! They were/are the more significant bits, but other bits of me hurt to variable extents too. I am still not comfortable several hours later, sitting in the warm at work. |
Saturday
7th November 2015 |
19:19
GMT. I don't think there was any sunshine at all yesterday, but as most of the different forecasts suggested, it did stop raining in time for me to get home from work in the day. Maybe I did feel the odd spot or two of rain, but it was so insignificant that I choose not to remember it. The only good thing is that it was very mild, but that doesn't really make up for the gloom and doom ! Today has been significantly wetter, and also windier. The wind is not exceptionally strong, but far stronger than anything recently. Somehow it is almost a shame that it hit 17° C today. It wasn't that surprising after an almost warm night where the temperature didn't really drop below 11° C, and maybe not even that low. If there had been dry, and even a bit sunny it would have seemed worth it hitting 17° C, but somehow it seems wasted. Tomorrow may start a bit cooler, 11° C, but it is supposed to stay dry until late into the evening, and although the sky will probably stay 100% cloudy, it should be thinner, brighter cloud. It was a relief to finish work yesterday. It's probably all in my head because I haven't really done anything physically taxing, or even mentally taxing all week, but I still felt exhausted by the time I got home. Sometimes I will recover once I get home, and put my feet up for an hour or so, but not last night - although I did manage to find the energy to finish washing a pair of jeans, and hand washing jeans is quite a physical task ! It was only recently that it became comfortable to wear those jeans. I wore them to work earlier in the week, and they felt OK. I guess I could have done the same several weeks ago because I am sure I couldn't have lost any weight for the last few weeks, and maybe more. If anything, it feels more likely I've put a little weight on even if my jeans disagree with that idea. Apart from a few test wearings, I've probably not worn those jeans since before I went into hospital in September 2013, or if I did it was before my size exploded in the spring of 2014. The significance of this is that the last time I wore those jeans a lot I was still smoking, and the significance of that is that I was surprised how brown the soapy water was when I tipped it away, and did my best to wring out the jeans prior to quite a few rinses. I managed to rinse most of the soap out, but the water was still coming off slightly blue before I ran out of energy to rinse and wring out any more. I felt quite drained by the time I hung those jeans up to dry, but it seems drained is not always the same as sleepy. I felt far too knackered to even consider going out to West Wickham to see a bit of The Spiders gig there, but I didn't feel sleepy enough to go to bed until quite late, and even then I didn't fall asleep very quickly. I think it was probably past 11pm before I fell asleep, and it could have been a fair bit later then even that ! I have no idea what I slept like, but I guess it wasn't that awful because I didn't manage to take that much advantage of not having to get up for work this morning. I woke a little after 4am, but managed to fall asleep again fairly quickly. Then I woke at about 5.30am. That was the sort of equivalent of a half hour lay in compared to a weekday, but it was almost hard work trying to sleep after that. I did drop off a couple of times before finally getting up, but each of those couple of times may have been as short as 10 minutes. My main complaint this morning is something that seems to have stayed with me all day, and was also a problem for most of yesterday, and it is stiff legs. I'm not sure that "stiff" is quite the word I am looking for, but it is adequate, and well used by others. It feels like hard work to walk - maybe it could almost be described as a hint of painful. It is not bad enough to stop me walking, but obviously it hardly encourages me. I think it is the weather causing it as much as anything else. I could be wildly wrong about this, but I think I might be roughly the same age as my mum was when she started to seriously complain about the cold wet weather making her legs stiff. Maybe it is a hereditary sort of thing - that doesn't bode well for the future ! This morning I did a little bit of walking. I went out to meet my friend Aleemah at the station. For reasons that were never explained, and barely admitted, all the trains seemed to get held up at a string of red signals on the way to Catford Bridge station. Aleemah's train was supposed to arrive at 10:06, but ended up arriving 20 minutes late. That meant a bit of a boring wait, but I had a camera with me (my Nikon S6300), and I spent some of the time taking a few snapshots of the station. Apart from using up a bit of time, there was a good reason to take these snaps, and upload them to Flickr. Sometime in the future Catford Bridge station is likely to change, and possibly change a lot. At the very least it could be taken over by Transport For London, and become part of the London Overground network. There are even plans that if they come to fruition will make the line from Catford Bridge to Hayes (Kent) part of an extension of The Bakerloo Line. The latter could be talked about for decades, but Transport For London taking over the line could easily become a reality with a few years. So pictures of the station as part of National Rail will be interesting in the future in the same way that pictures taken when it was British Rail are quaint and interesting. When Aleemah's train eventually arrived we walked down to the Wetherspoons pub where we had breakfast - cooked in Aleemah's case, and brewed in my case ! I almost reprised my 2 pint breakfast again this week, but stuck with just 3 half pints of different ales. After breakfast we went in the 99p shop, and for the first time ever, I didn't buy a thing - but Aleemah did. Then we shopped in Aldi where I bought an assortment of stuff. After the shopping it was movie time. Aleemah has a recent fascination with occult and/or horror films. Today she brought over The Necronomicon (1993 version - I think). The film's main character was the author H.P. Lovecraft, and was about his quest for a book called The Necronomicon that contained "forbidden knowledge" - at least I think that was what it was about. I found it a bit confusing. However it was a bit like the only Lovecraft book I have ever read, At The Mountains Of Madness - rather boring. There were some bits that had loads of blood, gore, slime, and worse, but there was no suspense, and no real feeling of horror. All in all, it was a waste of 90 minutes, or how ever long it was ! This afternoon I seemed to spend editing and uploading photos. I am not sure how that accounts for all the time that has passed since then, but a bit of this, a bit of that, a phone call, a bit of eating, and maybe 25 minutes of TV seems to have used up loads and loads of time ! I don't seem to have had time to do any washing up, and I have a sinkful of it, and I don't seem to have had any time to wash a few shirts, and I definitely don't seem to have had any spare time to get a train all the way to Longfield to see a Chain gig - something I thought I had a small chance of doing tonight. It's too late to have any plans for tonight beyond going to bed, and going to sleep, but I have an idea for something I could do tomorrow morning. If it is dry in the morning, as it might be if I can get out early enough, and if I feel adventurous, I might go and take some photos of Lewisham High Street. It's got far more shops in that Catford, and at the end is a nice clock tower. It could make an interesting photo album. I wouldn't bet on it actually happening, but at least it's an idea ! |
Friday
6th November 2015 |
07:56
GMT. The weather is in a state of flux recently, and that means the forecasters can still make a very broad sketch of the weather, but have no idea where it will happen. So they keep changing their minds ! The got the "flavour" of yesterday about right, but I think the timing was all wrong. After it not raining in the morning I expected to get drowned going to the pub after work, and going home from the pub. The clouds certainly put on a good show for me as I walked from the station the short distance to the pub, but I saw only the odd raindrop before I arrived at Ladywell station, and it had mostly stopped when I left the pub. Yesterday was nearly warm at about 15° C at it's best. Today could hit a slightly warm 17° C, but the forecast keeps changing. The forecast last night, at 5am this morning, and the revised one at just before 8am all agreed that I would make it to work in the dry - and I did. It is what happens next that keeps changing. The latest guess is that it will start to rain in about an hour or so, and it will keep raining, possibly with a brief glimpse of sunshine near midday, until just before I leave work to go home - which is a big improvement on the earlier forecast that said I would be drowned on my way home ! After four days at work I was not in a jovial mood last night, but I was quite happy to have a couple (3 to be precise) pints of beer after work in the handily placed Ladywell Tavern. It's just two minutes walk from Ladywell station, and all the trains to Catford Bridge stop there too. All I have to do is to remember to travel in the back of the train instead of the front to be closest to the exit - which I did. I encountered very little rain on my way from work until I got to Ladywell. I may well have travelled through torrential rain as I approached Ladywell, but I was unaware of it until I alighted from the train. I think it may have stopped a few minutes after I arrived at the pub - and who said there was no God ? And why whoever it was did they stupidly say that he loves me ? It seems evident that the rain God did not love me for a few minutes last night ! The last time we were in The Ladywell Tavern they had 3 or 4 beers on, and the main bar area didn't smell like a toilet ! Last night there were only two beers on, and fortunately they were both being served in good condition. I have no idea why the bar area smelled like a toilet unless it was a smell seeping out the ladies toilet. The gents toilet smelled fresh and clean - far nicer smelling that the bar - which is very strange ! I don't know how it keeps happening, but delays on the trains suited us well. The train we aimed for was running at least 4 minutes late, but so was the one before it (possibly more than 4 minutes late), and it pulled into the station while we were still walking down the platform. That was some relief because when I say walking I meant to say walking painfully ! The shoes I had put on in the morning seemed OK for the first hour, but maybe my feet started to swell a bit, and it wasn't long before both the left and right shoe were chafing away at my bunions (are they called bunions ? - probably !). I was fortunate that I had a spare pair of shoes at work, but the damage had already been done, and one different area on each foot is still rather tender this morning. I felt quite ravenous when I got home, and ended up having a very strange, and unhealthy dinner. I started off with a couple of ready made sandwiches that I had bought from Aldi the night before. Next came the sausage rolls. The original idea was to have a couple with some baked beans, but I seems I don't have any cans of baked beans at the moment. So I had sausage rolls with sausage with added sausage rolls ! They were cheap and nasty one that were fortunately not dripping in fat like some can be, but they were also not exactly dripping with flavour either ! To finish off I had some more of the the very firm textured red grapes that I recently discovered I rather liked. I didn't waste much time after eating dinner before I went to bed. Initially I read for a bit, but I felt too tired to read for long, and 9pm was rapidly approaching. So I turned out the light and fell very quickly into what was probably a not very good sleep. I can remember what they were all about, but it seemed I was dreaming non stop all night. That rather suggests that for a lot of the night I was barely asleep, but maybe that is not the case. If it were then I wouldn't have got up at 4.30am this morning because I couldn't seem to sleep any more. Of course 30 minutes later, when my alarm would have been going off, I couldn't stop yawning ! I don't feel too bad this morning. Both feet are rather tender, but I am wearing my very comfortable, cheap and cheerful, flimsy slip on plimsoles, and they are not irritating those tender spots any more (although I have put plasters on the bloody mess that remains of my ground down bunions [or whatever they are]). My guts felt a bit "wobbly" earlier on, and that made for a slightly worrying journey on the train from Catford Bridge to Waterloo, but 30p wasted in the toilets at Waterloo proved there was nothing to worry about. The only other negative thing is that it feels like my legs are still not working that well. It wasn't exactly hard work walking from the station to work, but it usually feels a lot easier than it did this morning (or yesterday morning). Maybe my energy will return by this evening. It would be handy if it did because there are two things I could do. One I will almost certainly do, and that is to complete washing another pair of jeans that I left soaking in bio detergent this morning. Once again they are an old pair that I an get back into comfortably again, and should still be wearable if they only shrink a tiny bit in the wash - although it is going to be close this time ! Maybe I'll have to keep them for next spring when I hope to be able to lose more weight. At the moment I am only able to keep myself stable - I hope ! The other thing I could do, and would like to do, is to pop up The Swan in West Wickham for an hour or two, to see The Spiders play a few songs. It is their last listed gig for this year, and it would be nice to catch them, but I doubt I'll have the energy, and raising the enthusiasm for going out instead of going to bed may be more than I can manage. It's not often you see a cash machine displaying a Windows error message, but one of the three opposite platform 1 at Waterloo station was showing this screen this morning. I can't be sure, but I think it is a Windows XP message. Windows XP as a desktop operating system is now obsolete, and unsupported, but there is a special embedded version for things like cash machines that is still supported by Microsoft - but that support comes to an end very soon, and all cash machines will need to be upgraded very soon. Here's a closer look at the screen. |
Tuesday
3rd November 2015 |
08:08
GMT. There was hope that after a foggy and misty day there might be a brief ray of sunshine in the afternoon while I was going home from work. It was rather better than that ! There was always the potential for me to end up feeling grumpy by the end of the working day yesterday, but the blue sky and sunshine seemed to put paid to that - until I got to Waterloo East station and found all the trains in disarray. Some trains were cancelled, or even diverted. The train I can never get to Waterloo East in time to catch, the 15:50, was running so late that with the tiniest modicum of effort I could have caught it. The only trouble was that I didn't realise that until it was too late. It might have been nice to catch it for a peculiar reason. It was going to run fast from Ladywell all the way to Hayes. That could have been an interesting journey, but I think I would have got off at Ladywell and walked through the park in the very last of the sunshine before sunset. The train I did get was my normal train, but it was running 8 minutes late, and rather than sit in a carriage with noisy brats in it, I moved to the next carriage and had to stand all the way home. So I was suitably grumpy when I got off the train ! Maybe I wasn't grumpy when I got home, or maybe I was - I can't remember, but a bit later I had reason to feel grumpy again. This time it was about food. I had a lovely bit of smoked pork belly that I accidently microwaved to oblivion. On the plus side, I managed to microwave almost all the considerable amount of fat from it. With part one of my dinner considerably diminished in size I moved on to part two. This was a Tesco cauliflower cheese ready meal that I added some extra cheese to. It was one of the cheese I had ordered all the way from Holland. I'm sure I didn't order extra hard cheese, but both were like that. Cutting it into slices was really hard work, but that wasn't the worst of it. The cheese I am still trying to use up is the one with cloves in it. Now I will admit that the cloves do add an interesting flavour to the cheese, and that went well with the cauliflower, but why are there so many millions of cloves in each chunk of cheese ? I got so fed up chewing on them that I spent ages picking them out before eating the rest. There was also a part three of my dinner, and it was red grapes and peanuts. The red grapes were interesting. I bought them from Aldi on Sunday, and have some on each day since then. I don't know if it is just the variety, or if they were unripe, but they had a very firm texture, and I seem to think they were less sweet than grapes usually are. I think I liked them more than any other grapes I've had in the past. One day I must try and limit my dinners down to two parts, or ideally just one part, and no snacks before or after. This morning I am wearing one of my old pairs of jeans that I could not get into when my gut exploded in size last year. They are a little snug now, but I think they will be comfortable to wear all day at work. Sometime in the last 12 months, but probably 6 months is more likely, I have managed to lose an inch or two around my gut, and maybe even more than that above the belt line, but progress has been annoyingly slow. If I could just have a small dinner, and nothing else in the evening for five days of the week, I know that progress would be much, much faster, and I would be able to wear a few more pairs of jeans, including my red ones, within a couple of months, but it is so bloody hard without the aid of fags or falling hopelessly in love (with much emphasis on hopeless !!). As for falling in love.....well maybe there is some sort of hope in the not too distant future. I calculate there is a one in twenty-seven billion, thirty-six thousand, and eighty four chance that I'll fall in love with a woman that I may be meeting in a couple of weeks when I pass on a letter that will be arriving at my place a week or two after the person it will be addressed to has gone back abroad. I also calculate that there is a one in sixteen trillion, ninety nine billion, three thousand, and five chance that she will fall in love with me. Oh I do love to live in hope ! I know that it is only a few hours (approx 4) since I got out of bed after a reasonable sleep (featuring an amazing dream that I can't remember a thing about, but I do remember it was amazing), but I think I look forward to going back to bed again this evening. This is mostly because I can't think of anything better to do, and it will keep me away from the fridge and larder. If I go early enough I also stand a good chance of finishing the latest book I am reading, and maybe even start another. On the other hand I may suddenly find some inspiration to continue putting together a new PC (using old bits and pieces) that I started assembling sometime last week. I bought a nice, and rather expensive 480GB solid state hard drive to put in it. So I ought to do some more to it sooner or later. Before I forget - Last night I uploaded to Flickr the album of pictures I took on Sunday of Catford in the fog. These were taken outside the park near Catford Bridge station. You'll find them here - https://www.flickr.com/photos/135353558@N03/albums/72157660730481711 |
Sunday
1st November 2015 |
18:29
GMT. After a mostly sunny, and mild day, the temperature dropped during the night, but it didn't drop far. At some time in the night some cold air met some warmer damp air, and the result was the first fog of the autumn - and I think it was most definitely fog rather than mist. It was about 8 or 9° C this morning, and that was enough to get my hands feeling cold after being outdoors for some time. The fog thinned a bit during the morning, but it never really went totally away despite there being some sunshine in the afternoon. The temperature may have reached 14° C during the afternoon, but it is now down to 11° C. Tomorrow is also going to be very foggy, possibly even thicker fog. I hope the trains know where they are going ! Yesterday evening was good on two counts. I didn't get a single trick or treater ringing my doorbell, and I had a nice takeaway dinner. On the first count, I am didn't seem to hear any packs of feral kids roaming the neighbourhood last night. Maybe the rumours of there being a "peedo" on every street corner kept them all indoors watching fireworks - and there were certainly some of those in the neighbourhood ! Having said that, they all seemed to be over by or before 9pm, and didn't keep me awake. My dinner was peri-peri grilled chicken, and it was rather delicious ! One other thing I did last night was to wash a towel, and start to wash a pair of jeans. It is rare that I wash pairs of jeans because I am scared they will shrink, and I'll never be able to get them on again. I didn't need to be too worried about that this time. Those jeans were a generous fit, and while my chances of losing any weight in the autumn and winter months are slim, I do still seem to be able to keep a few of the small gains* I made back in the late summer (and maybe early autumn too). * Where "gains" actually means a small loss in waist size, and maybe a slightly bigger loss in gut overhang ! Last night was one of those nights where I slept well, and I didn't sleep well. If I only needed 4 or 5 hours sleep than I slept well, but the other 3 or 4 hours were not too good. I guess I fell asleep at about 10.30pm, and I slept solidly until just gone 3am. From then on my sleep was annoyingly intermittent. I finally half got up at just before 6am - which is a bit early for a Sunday. I did consider going out to take some pictures of streetlamps and stuff in the fog, but I thought it would probably make more sense to wait a couple of hours until it was fully light outside - albeit a very soft diffuse light ! https://www.flickr.com/photos/135353558@N03/albums/72157660595316046
This picture was taken on
Catford Bridge (the one over the railway line at
Catford Bridge station), and is looking to where
Lawrence house, home of the library, and Lewisham
Council, should be somewhere in the mist. I have a
small album of these pictures taken outside the park
that I will upload to Flickr soon.
My walk around the foggy park and back home again was probably about a mile and half, but maybe less. That was a good bit of exercise - although only good when considered from the fact that I didn't stay in with my feet up - which is all too frequent on a Sunday. Some other exercise was wrestling with a soggy pair of jeans. Trying to wring out wet jeans is an difficult task ! Even after my best effort they were still slowly dripping into the bath where I had left them on a clothes horse in the bath. Once they had stopped dripping I hung them in front of a fan heater on low, and they are almost dry now. I could probably wear them tomorrow if I needed to, but I think I'll be wearing another pair. One final bit of exercise was to walk to Aldi, and walk back with 6 litres of sugar free cola in my rucksack, and two almost heavy bags of other stuff. I resisted the temptation to buy anything too outrageous in there after my cream cake madness on Friday evening. Having said that, those cream cakes must have done some good because they seemed to cure me of feeling very pissed off. I have probably been feeling almost happy today. Even the idea of going back to work tomorrow doesn't seem too terrible. Maybe I am even looking forward to it a bit...well, maybe travelling in the fog will be exciting - assuming the trains don't go all huffy, and refuse to move ! So there is nothing to do now but look forward to going to bed. Maybe now I have set my camera to GMT I will sleep better - although I can't offer a scientific, supernatural, or theological argument why that should make the slightest bit of difference. All I know is that when I checked the time stamps on the pictures I took today I found they were all out by an hour ! |