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Monday 13th July 2020
Lockdown day 112

09:48 BST


  On the whole, yesterday was a nice day. It was dry, frequently sunny, and fairly warm at 23° C in the afternoon.
sunny morning, maybe damp night

   In broad terms the latest revision of the BBC weather forecast, and the latest revision to the Met Office forecast, agree. It is small changes in the timing that are the biggest differences. Both agree with reality that it is a sunny morning. The sunshine will give way to just sunny intervals in the afternoon. Later on the clouds will be thick enough to completely block the sun. Sometime after mid evening it will probably rain. Once again the temperature is expected to reach 23° C like it did yesterday. Tomorrow is currently predicted to be overcast, and no more than 19° C.

   Yesterday's weather was good, but I made no real use of it. I stayed in, and did almost nothing all day. Some time in the morning, probably while I was trying to write optimistic stuff, I started to dwell on all the bad things in the world, and it left me feeling quite depressed. There were three easily described bad things, and probably lots of little things that would be inconsequential by themselves, but all add to the overall feeling.

  In no particular order is the requirement for masks on buses and trains - except when you are exempt. It seems you can go to Transport For London's web site and ask for an exemption card. You can either print it out yourself, or have one put in the post to you. Apparently you just diagnose yourself as being unable to wear a mask, and no proof is required. The card is presumably only valid on TFL's own services, and may be valid on trains in the travelcard area. Whether it would accepted on national rail services, for instance trains to the seaside, are unknown. It is a simple solution to a problem I wish didn't exist.

  Then there are pubs. Most have opened since the 4th July, and some have reported it is great to be be back in them, but I find the restrictions to be odious. I guess I could stomach it if I was going with just one person, but then there is the problem of having to "sign in" so the NHS can track you in the event of someone having Covid-19 in the same pub. I am told that one one person in a group has to provide a name and telephone number, but that different pubs have different rules. I still find the very idea of such violation of my privacy to be hateful.

  There is one person I would enter a pub with, and that would be Angela, but we seem to not be in contact again. It didn't help my mental well being to see Angela post a picture of lover boy snoozing in a hammock in her back garden. Yesterday I thought that I have to start forgetting about Angela. It is a hard thing to do because she has been my inspiration for so much of what I do. All the work in the garden, and clearing, cleaning, and even painting of my house has be inspired by Angela. The hope that she would someday see some of this stuff was most of the reason to do it. It seems that the idea that could happen is receding so fast that I am left floundering, and wondering whether to drop tools and give up.

 Giving up is what I did yesterday. I was going to put a second coat of paint onto the chimney breast I painted the day before. it would have been quick and simple, but I just could not be bothered. Fortunately I know the work will not be completely wasted. Some time in the next 1 months, and possibly as early as September, I will get at least a visit from Patricia, and it is possible she will stay here for a few days or more. It will be nice to have a meal together, even if just a takeaway, sitting at a proper table together instead of eating off a little table while seated on the settee.

  I could have showed off some of my work yesterday afternoon/early evening. I got a phone call from my friend Jodie. She was bored and wondered if she could pop in for a bit after she had visited a shop in Catford. At the time she phoned, maybe 4pm, I wasn't really up. I just put on a pair of smelly lounge pants, and didn't bother to wash. I needed a good shower before having visitors, but I was not in the mood for visitors, and so I told Jodie we would have to meet another day.

  I think that before 7pm I had only eaten occasional snacks, but I can't really remember when, or even what they are, although I am pretty certain that nuts figured in it somewhere. At some point in the afternoon I was wondering if I could skip dinner, but evidently I couldn't. At 7pm I had a somewhat unusual dinner, and it was quite a big dinner. I ended up eating 8 rice cakes spread with Marmite and peanut butter. In theory they were nice, but for some reason they didn't seem Marmitey enough - and that was when spread quite thickly with Marmite. Maybe the peanut but acts as a sort of anti-Marmite.

  Considering I wanted to be up early this morning, I was in no rush to go to bed last night. It was partly because I had snoozed a fair bit during the day, and partly because I wanted to finish the book I was reading. I think it must have been almost midnight when I fell asleep. I mostly slept OK, but there were periods when I was in a sort of mixed state of being awake and yet dreaming - which of course is impossible...or is it ? I know there were times when I thought I was awake, and I was thinking about all the things that depressed me, and then it would seem I would fall asleep, and continue those thoughts acted out in a dream.

  After just 4 hours sleep I woke up at 4am again. It seems a regular time to wake up, and I don't know why.  Fortunately I got back to sleep again after a while, and slept again until almost 7am. Since then I have done all my health checks (except my weight because I am scared of what I might see). Everything, except the current unknown that is my weight, were looking good. My blood glucose had dropped a whole point compared the yesterday morning, but it needs to drop another point before I will be happy about it.

  After washing my hair, and having a shower, I went to Aldi - getting there nice and early while it was till very quiet in there. I seemed to spend quite a lot of money, but the weight of my shopping rather indicated I had bought rather more than usual.  I think I bought too much fruit because I ought to eat it sparingly for several reasons. Buying both strawberries and cherries was probably a mistake because neither will take long before they start to spoil. At least the 70cl bottle of vodka could last a long time - but probably won't !!

  Out of curiosity I checked the ice cream cabinets in Aldi. I found that they now do a low(ish) calorie/sugar ice cream, and I bought two tubs of it. That was a mistake because I only had room in the freezer for one tub. Guess what I had for breakfast ??? Yes, ice cream ! Oh well, it could have been worse.

  The big question now is what do I do today. Before I went to Aldi I would have said I would be going out for a walk. I had already decided that I would not waste my time trying to see Angela in the park. Even if it is bright and sunny, and it could be, I expect she will be in the pub instead of in the park. If she wanted me there she would let me know. I decided my walk would be in the opposite direction, and would start in the River Pool Linear Park. Where the half way point, where I would start heading home again, would be I would decide as I walked.

  Now I am feeling like I can't be bothered to go for a walk. Maybe eating ice cream for breakfast has slowed me down. Maybe I really want to crack on with getting the dining room improved. I still want to put the second coat of paint on the wall, and I want to give the door into the kitchen another scrub. I might even paint another wall, although I don't know how to do it properly without clearing off the book shelves. I might work on the principle that the curtains will hide that particular corner !
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