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Tuesday 18th
February 2020
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08:22 GMT
The forecast for yesterday turned out to be
wrong for several reasons. The hail, forecast for
around sunrise, was just some light rain. Once
that was over it was a sunny morning, with sunny
intervals until sunset, and it remained dry. The
afternoon temperature was 10° C - right on the
border between cold and mild.
At the moment the sky seems too clear for
anything but bright sunshine, but the forecast,
even the latest revision, says we will only get
sunny intervals. By midday it should be 10° C
again, but it will be overcast. From 4pm we may
have some light rain. Tomorrow could be a bit
cooler, lack sunshine, and some of it may be wet.
Yesterday was one of those days that felt
good...well maybe not all good, but a lot of it
was good. One less good thing was that when I went
out for a walk it had become a bit dull after a
bright morning. Fortunately it did brighten up
again, and for a while it was almost feeling nice
out there. Seeing Angela was another bright spot.
When I first set out I felt I ought to try
for a three mile walk, but I couldn't raise the
enthusiasm for that at first, and so I made a sort
compromise. I did a sort of S shaped walk through
the park to make the walk to the pub a little
longer, and that made the walk to the pub almost a
mile - almost twice the most direct route.
After a two pint (of Guinness) rest in the
pub the sky had cleared to reveal a really BLUE
blue sky to the north. That inspired me to go back
into the park after walking Angela back to work,
and I walked away from home so I could cross the
park, and head home on the other side of the park
- until I then crossed to the other side again,
and walked along then path on the west side of the
athletic track to avoid going down the same path I
had started the walk on.
With the sun back out, and it starting to
feel mild, I was tempted to do another circuit of
the park - possibly crossing the railway, and
walking through to Catford Bridge station. There
was one reason why I didn't, and that was because
the Guinness seemed to have gone through me rather
more quickly than usual, and while there was no
desperation about it, it seemed wise to go
straight home, and to my toilet.
Everywhere I looked in the park it seemed
the first daffodils were in full bloom. Well maybe
that is not quite accurate. I did see some in less
sheltered positions, or not on the river banks,
that were still to bloom. I also have doubts that
I will ever get any flowers from the ancient bulbs
that are in my front garden. They were there when
I bought my house, and some years they flower, and
some they don't.
I have no idea why an island in the river
fascinates me so much. It could be childhood
memories, but as far as I can recall they were a
fascination then. I am keeping watch on what seems
to be an island forming in the river. After the
very wet weekend the the river is running high,
but not high enough for any flow on the right hand
channel around the island, but maybe there was
earlier on. It is also possible that the water
that can be seen in the right hand channel is just
big puddles from the rain. I will continue to
monitor this embryo island to see what happens in
the future.
This was the view on my second tour of the
park. The sunshine looks to be a bit hazy, maybe
because of some thin cloud in the sky behind me,
but looking to the north was a most beautiful,
summer like, blue sky.
After not seeing Angela for almost a week
it was a joy to see her in the pub. We had a very
nice lunch break in there together. I heard about
her beauty treatment, and could see a small
positive effect on her face. Of course Angela has
a naturally beautiful face, and so any treatment
is going to do little except to her own
appreciation of her face. If she feels good about
it then that is all that matters.
One matter that came up was the Wednesday
night pub quiz that she suggested we should take
part in. My thoughts on it are that it is not the
sort of thing I think I would enjoy, but that
maybe I would enjoy it as partner to Angela. I
suppose I am supposed to take the lead and tell
Angela when we will enter it, but it was Angela's
idea, and she knows best when she is able to get
out on a Wednesday night. I did go as far as to
remind her about it, but no more. It was maybe
encouraging that she said that we ought to come up
with a name for our team of two, and suggested The
Catford Duo. It is possible that tomorrow would be
a good time. Lover boy is laying low at the moment
while being treated for kidney stones.
I was in a good mood when I got home, and
that made me determined to not feel so hungry that
I would do anything to increase my blood glucose
level. I actually had quite a big lunch - but of
very carefully selected ingredients. Part one was
beansprouts in some spiced up beef stock. Part two
was more beansprouts in Batchelor's Beef And Onion
cup-a-soup. Both had little nutritional value, and
yet were filling - if only for a short time. My
idea worked, and my blood glucose was down to
6.3mmol/l just before dinner time. As always, a
bit lower would have been more to my liking, but
that was a good figure.
When it came to dinner I could have knocked
something up from stuff in the fridge, but I had a
better idea. Well it would have been better except
for the expense when I feel I ought to be slowing
down my spending as my savings get lower and lower
- and still 14 months or so until I get my state
pension. I decided I would go down the tried and
trusted path of a shish kebab - just grilled meat
and salad (and chilli sauce). There is something
about consuming a takeaway that seems to reduce,
and usually almost kills any desire for later
snacks of nibbles.
After the previous night's bad sleep I took
a couple of Ibuprofen tablets before going to bed.
They generally calm down any pains from my ribs
and ligaments of my chest. Those aches only formed
a small part of my bad sleep, but maybe
eliminating them last night was good enough. I
seemed to sleep much better last night. I wasn't
keeping an accurate tally, but I seemed to be
sleeping in three hour blocks last night - two
hour blocks seem more common.
This morning I definitely ache less. When I
went to bed, my right shoulder seemed to playing
up a bit, but I've not noticed any discomfort from
it since waking up - yet ! This morning my blood
glucose is down to 7.0mmol/l, and that is slightly
below my average. In an ideal world I would hope
it to be under 7 tomorrow, but we ain't living in
an ideal world. I definitely won't be having
another takeaway tonight, but I might have an all
vegetable dinner, and no more than soup for lunch.
Tomorrow the truth may be told !!
My only plans, beyond some aspirations of
trying to eat healthy, are to go for another walk
in the park, and to hopefully spend another lunch
break with Angela - in a pub that seems to show
signs of being near a big hospital with a small
mental health unit.
These are two (front and back) of the
latest beer mats to appear in the pub. The
previous beer mats were all about smoking and
penis size. I wonder if they are printed for use
in the staff bar in the hospital, but some health
worker drops them on the tables of the pub. I
don't suppose we will ever know. I wonder if there
will be anything new in there today ?
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