It was bright yesterday morning, but
earlier than expected the sunshine gave way to
just sunny spells. I think the last continuous
sunshine ended before midday. Then the sunny
spells were after fairly short, and there was
sometimes a long interval between them. It was a
cold day with a maximum temperature of only 7° C,
and the wind, which was quite strong in the
morning, made it feel particularly chilly.
Today looks like it could almost be a
re-run of yesterday, but with two exceptions. The
temperature if forecast to rise to 9° C, and with
only light winds it may feel more pleasant than
yesterday - although still a bit chilly. The
current forecast for tomorrow predicts some heavy
rain to start the day, but becoming light rain by
7am. The rain may dry out by mid morning, but the
rest of the day will be overcast with a
temperature of 10° C.
Several factors made me want to push myself
a bit harder when I went out for my walk
yesterday. The mistaken belief that it would be
sunny, and possibly warm in the sunshine, was one
good reason. The other reason was a small amount
of joy that I seemed to have lost half the weight
I put on since mid January. It was the result of
going down with something between the common cold,
and 'flu. Well, that got me started eating more,
and the lousy weather did the rest. I also hoped
to reduce my blood glucose level a bit.
I didn't have particular route in mind when
I set out, and it sort of evolved as I walked. I
thought I would start off by heading towards
Catford station. I could have walked directly into
the park from there, but chose to walk all the way
to the top of Ravensbourne Park Road, and enter
the park there. I did stop at the park to shoot a
bit of video that turned out to be very boring.
I then decided I would continue walking
along the road, and head towards Ladywell. All was
going well until I had turned into Chudleigh Road
(which can be seen on the left of the map). I
suddenly desired to go to the toilet, and there
were no nearby toilets. I clenched my buttocks and
carried on walking until I reached The Ladywell
Tavern, near Ladywell station.
I went into the pub, and ordered a half
pint of Guinness. While that was pouring I rushed
into their toilets - and nothing happened apart
from a small pee. I don't think I even farted.
Despite so little happening I came out of the
toilets feeling comfortable, and took my time to
savour my half pint of Guinness - actually I
didn't take the time to savour it. I drank it
quite quickly, but I did take the time to take a
snap of what appeared to be their only real ales.
Maybe they were good, or maybe not. At a different
time it might have been good to give them a taste.
I actually took very
few photos on this walk. These are the beers I
saw in The Ladywell Tavern.
Some daffodils in full bloom by the entrance of
the little park on Ravensbourne Park Road.
As I approached this
van from the other side I thought it was a
stolen van that had been dumped. As I passed
it I notice a big pile of Amazon parcels on
the front passenger seat. A minute later I saw
the van driver coming out of a house a few
hundred feet away. There seemed a big enough
gap to have parked properly, but I guess
"white van man" just doesn't care.
I only walked through a very small bit
of the park yesterday - just the 100 yards or
so from the Ladywell Road entrance down the
the bridge across the river behind St Mary's
Church. It is the best place to see squirrels,
and I shot a bit of video.
squirrels reaction to the low flying, and
screeching parakeet. A wider angle shot
would have shown about 4 squirrels dive
for cover ! After shooting my video I went
straight to the pub, and this time I sent
Angela a message to say I was in there. I
quickly received a reply to say she was on
her way. Apparently she had been in the
pub yesterday, but had arrived after I
left. One of my guesses that she was busy
on Monday was correct, but for the wrong
reasons - she had been at work the
previous Thursday and Friday. In fact once
she said so I suddenly realised that she
had told me she had to go shopping on
Apart from saying they (her and
lover boy) went to a gig on Friday night,
I didn't hear anything about her weekend.
I presume it must have been OK. I did hear
about her future plans. Her daughter,
Miranda, is visiting on Thursday night,
and on Friday Angela has the day off work.
The two "girls" are going out together on
Friday for some unspecified beauty
I wasn't expecting to see Angela
again until next week - I'm busy on
Thursday with my regular Thursday drink,
and Angela is busy on Friday. I had a
little gift for Angela that would have
been more appropriate for Friday, and by
tradition should have been sent
anonymously. It was a Valentines card, and
it was home made because I wanted to give
her a small, discrete, credit card sized,
Valentines card. On the front was just a
simple red heart with 100% underneath.
Inside it just said "a small discrete card
to say how much you are loved". It was
received very well - so much so that after
a long goodbye hug Angela said "I guess I
won't see you again until next week....small
pause....but why not tomorrow ?" I
now know what I am doing today !
I left Angela feeling good, or
almost good. I had another tremor in my
lower bowel, and decided I would have to
abandon plans to go home the long way via
the Sainsbury Local store by Catford
station. I had wanted to buy some salad,
and in particular I hoped they may have
some Italian salad in, and maybe they did,
but I wasn't going that way. However I
would pass the small Tesco on the high
street with only a tiny detour. By the
time I got there I was feeling OK again,
and after buying a couple of their
inferior salads I felt OK to stretch my
walk out by walking into the centre of
Catford, and head for home from there.
That is how I managed to stretch my walk
to 3.02 miles.
Apart from a desire to be near a
toilet, I had another reason for wanting
to get home without too much delay. Before
setting out on my walk I was doorstepped
by a builder. I was very wary about him,
and he came out with the old spiel that he
was just passing the other day and had
noticed my gutter leaking. However he
first presented his credentials in the
form of a post card sized card with phone
numbers, address, company name, and even
email address. He also had a smart sign
written van rather than a more typical
dirty white van.
He pointed out a broken bracket
that was causing the plastic gutter to
sag, and overflow in heavy rain, and
offered to fix it for £40. Soon after 3pm
he knocked on my door to say he was ready
to start work. He had another man with him
whose job was just to foot the ladder.
Maybe 10 minutes later he knocked on the
door again to show me what he had found.
It was something I knew already - that the
soffit/fascia board was rotten. He said he
could still put the bracket in, but more
as a temporary measure.
Another 10 minute passed and he
knocked again to say the job was finished.
I paid him the agreed £40, and that was
almost that. Unlike the last "builder" I
had dealing with, this guy was not pushy
at all. Before he drove off I had to ask
him for an estimate to replace the soffit
boards, and rehang the existing guttering.
He said he realised my money was tight (I
had told him earlier that I was running on
savings until I got my state pension next
year), and he said he would do it all for
£600. That sounded reasonable, and I said
I would think about it. I will get another
estimate or two, but a deciding factor may
be if his temporary repair lasts through
the next few downpours - there will be one
tomorrow morning in the early hours, and
maybe again the day after.
Last night was another semi-early
night. I was in bed reading soon after
8pm, and I was probably asleep just after
9pm. All was well until 2am when I woke up
and just couldn't get back to sleep for
around 2 hours. I evidently needed more
sleep because once I got back to sleep
again I slept for a few more hours before
waking up for a pee. After that I only
slept in small snatches. In the end I
tried getting back to sleep first laying
on one side, and then on the other. The
last two times I turned over I felt a pain
down my sternum. That seemed to be my cue
to get up.
I ate two things yesterday, one
being a prawn and pasta salad, and the
other being a prawn curry with rice. Both
contributed to my blood glucose being the
same as the day before - in the safe, or
even good area, but not the very good that
I am trying to achieve. I really must
watch my carbohydrate consumption today.
That could be tricky because a
complication has arisen - two of them to
I am expecting a parcel deliver
today. It is coming via DHL, and they are
an unknown quantity to me. However, they
just sent me a text message to say they
estimate my parcel will arrive between
10:51 and 11:51. That is handy because at
the very latest I could still get out for
a long walk that would take in the pub at
1pm. However, it would stop me travelling
further afield that I could do if I could
leave earlier. The second complication is
that I also just heard from Angela. She is
going shopping today, and so she won't be
in the pub. That is a little annoying
considering it was her suggestion to meet
today. I am wondering if she is actually
meeting lover boy. She has warned in the
past that he might want to meet her at
lunchtime. Maybe he has said that it will
One thing I can do today is
something that without a lot of discipline
could stop me getting my blood glucose
down, and losing more weight (which I
seemed to do yesterday - but only a bit).
It is to go shopping. I think that
provided I go before primary school
chucking out time, it could be almost
civilised in Aldi - unlike last Saturday
lunchtime. If the sunny intervals are good
sunny intervals this afternoon, I may
attempt to do some work in the garden -
perhaps just raking the pebbles and rubble
from what should end up as a lawn one day.
Maybe I might make enquiries to see if
anyone else fancies and afternoon pint.