The latest revision to the forecast
says there should be sunny spells right now,
but it is looking quite dull outside. Maybe
the weather is working to the earlier forecast
(above), and the sunny spells will start at
9am. Both the forecast above, and the latest
revision, say the sunny spells will finish
after 11pm, and then there may nit be another
until 5pm, or later. It should be another dry
day, and the temperature may peak at 21° C.
Tomorrow will be dull, very dull at times, but
there is currently no more than a 10% chance
of rain, and once again the temperature should
still reach 21° C.
I reckoned there was a 75% chance
of going for another walk yesterday, and with
the sun shining when I was ready to go out,
that is exactly what I did. Unfortunately the
sun was quite intermittent, and I rarely had
the joy of walking in sunshine.
My plan was to walk to Forest Hill, and
then re-visit some of the parts I had walked
around with my mum maybe 60 years ago. The
significant parts I had seen from train travel
between Forest Hill and Sydenham station, and
I noted that things had changed. It was
possibly 5 years ago that I last travelled
that way by train, and yesterday I found
things had changed even more.
In total I walked 4.875 miles, or 4.9 miles
when rounded up to one decimal place. I did
have a potential plan to walk back via
Sydenham Road, but I think I am glad I didn't.
I didn't really expect the walk I did to be so
far. Had I gone home via Sydenham Road I might
have added another 2 miles to the walk. It is
something I will face in the not too distant
future, but after my hill climbing the day
before I don't think I was ready to start
breaking records !
I hadn't walked that far before I
passed The Blythe Hill Tavern, and saw this
sign. I suppose it made for a more symmetrical
layout, but I thought the first two cases,
temperature over 37.8° C, and fever or chills,
were the same thing. I was happy to see that
only a continuous cough counts. Waking up with
a dry cough that is cured by a drink of water,
is probably more a sign of snoring than
Covid-19. I could pop in for a drink, and I
did go home again again at the end of my walk,
because I definitely had muscular aches, and
fatigue. I might have something to do with
longs walks though. Once upon a time, and we
are talking nearly 60 years ago, I would walk
past the pub on my way home from school. I
would find the warm smell of cigarette smoke,
and beer, quite enticing. I couldn't smell
that yesterday, and so I guess I have a loss
of smell and taste, and thus a Covid-19
sufferer. I am sure it couldn't have been
because the pub had not been open when I
walked past, and smoking forbidden inside when
it is open.
This is Forest Hill telephone exchange.
I used to work there in 1981 when I embarked
on my first, and most effective weight loss
project. A lot of the weightloss could be
attributed to walking to work, and home again
everyday, come rain or shine, and even snow. I
used to reckon it was a 3 mile walk from where
I used to live. Yesterday I measured it as a
1.7 mile walk from where I live now, and that
is very roughly half a mile away from where I
was living in those day. 3 miles was an over
estimated, but even of it was only 2.2 miles,
that is still 4.4 miles every day that I was
at work, and I kept it up for well over a
year. I lost at least 8 inches around my waist
back then.
Once upon a time this subway was
owned, and operated by the railway company,
but now appears to be in the care of Lewisham
Council. The significance of it is twofold. I
would often walk through it with my mum. In
those days Forest Hill railway station had 4
platform faces, although the centre island
platform may not have been in use. The subway
was part of the entrance to the station, and
there were ramps leading up to all platforms
from it.
I was hoping to see evidence of those
ramps up to the platforms yesterday. I knew
that the middle one was out of use even in the
mid 1960s, but it used to be easy to see where
it was, The other two ramps were still
visible, but were gated off, and the litter
building up behind the gates showed they had
not been used for years. None of this is
visible now because anything that can still be
seen is behind the bright white cladding that
can be seen in this picture. With hindsight I
seem to remember it has been there for quite a
few years now.
This was probably my main objective. It
is hardly noticeable that this is the start of
what was once about a half mile long footpath
alongside the railway. I can remember walking
along it with my mum, and later on either on
my own, or with a friend, but not for maybe 30
or more years ago. To say it has changed is an
understatement !
I have a vague recollection of there
being a few cottages that faced onto the
footpath at the station end, but there was
nothing like this new block of flats. There
are more further along the path, and part of
the path is now like a narrow road.
Looking through the fence, and across
the railway lines. The Forest Hill Industrial
Estate stands on what was once many railway
sides for coal, freight, and parcel traffic.
If I could go back in time it would be
fascinating to see the railway workings in
that huge yard.
One thing I spotted from a passing
train was what looked like a bit of woodland,
or a park. I never remembered anything like it
as a kid, and I had resolved to investigate it
one day. Yesterday I had that pleasure. There
seem to be few moderately old trees in there.
Most being quite young, or very fast growing
like silver birch. That made me wonder if it
was all growing on contaminated ground. There
were various factories along the path, and one
of them made asbestos products. Back in the
days when asbestos was a wonder product, and
not the dangerous mineral it is known to be
now, there was little control, and the area
was often very dusty - asbestos dust ! There
was also a strong, and rather unpleasant smell
of the resins they would use to bond the
asbestos fibres into things like brake pads.
The park actually has a name - The
Albion Millenium Green. I have a very
vague, and quite possibly incorrect idea that
the asbestos factory may have been on part of
this site. Some of it may have been the back
garden of one of the bigger houses along
Dartmouth road. There is an access path to
Dartmouth Road behind me from where I took
this picture.
Another of my objectives was to cross
the railway on this footbridge. I can remember
standing on it, with my mum, when a steam
train passed underneath it. That was very
exciting ! I was very happy to find that
despite crossing 4 tracks, and two of them
fast lines, the bridge has not been enclosed.
This was the very clear view from the
footbridge toward Sydenham. The train
approaching is a fast Thameslink service that
would probably have been running non stop, at
full line speed (70 or even 80 mph) for much
of the way between East Croydon and London
Bridge.
This was the only disappointment on my
walk. Dacres Wood, a nature reserve, is only
open on Saturday afternoons. I was there on a
Sunday afternoon, and it was closed. The small
print on the sign board says it is part of the
old Croydon Canal that follows the path of the
railway, or rather the newer railways follows
the path of the now long gone canal. It seems
part of the old canal has been excavated, and
is now a long pond for wildlife.
My feet and legs were getting a bit
sore by the time I got home, but I have
experienced plenty worse. There was only
gentle hill climbing on this walk, and I
probably could have gone the long way home via
Sydenham, but just under 5 miles felt quite
good enough for one day. As usual I stripped
off my outdoor clothes down to my underpants
before getting on the scales. I was rewarded
by seeing the lowest reading yet (ignoring any
better reading from back in 1983). It felt
like I might even be justified in the stupid
idea of eating the spare small portion of
chips from my takeaway the night before.
I think it was because they were proper
chips, and not "fries" that they heated up in
the microwave quite well. I can't say they
were as good as fresh, but with a good
sprinkle of salt and malt vinegar they seemed
tasty to me. I then faced the still fairly
long wait until dinner time. I passed most of
the time editing the photos I took, and having
a snooze. I also did a bit more reading.
Finally it was dinner time. Rather than
eat "alone" I found something to watch on TV,
and had my chicken shish kebab that was part
of my order the previous night. Once again I
scraped off the salad, and heated the meat up
in the microwave before putting the salad back
on. It was very nice, but had one problem. The
salad seemed rather soft. I think it was
different to the salad that is more common
from most kebab shops - more lettuce and less
cabbage.
That shish kebab should have been all
that I was going to eat, but it didn't seem to
hit the spot, and so I microwaved a couple of
bits of Peri Peri chicken. That peri peri
chicken was supposed to be dinner tonight, and
now I'll have to pad it out with something
else. I finished dinner with a small pack of
sugar free vanilla wafers. I was going to wash
down my dinner with Guinness, or other beer,
but after checking my stock levels I had a few
large whiskies.
I expected to fall into bed, and be
instantly asleep last night, but it wasn't
like that at all. It was one of those nights
when each of the four positions I could lay
on, front, back, and two sides, brought
different, but still very annoying pains. I
ended up taking some Ibuprofen, and that must
have helped because I woke up without even
realising I had fallen asleep, and found that
about 4 hours had passed.
It was difficult to get comfortable to
go to sleep again, but I did, and another 3
hours passed (maybe it was only 2 hours). The
closer to when I got up the shorter the
periods of sleep. That doesn't make sense
because I seemed to get more and more
comfortable the closer I got to getting up !
When I could sleep no more, and finally got
up, it must have been around 6.30am. I found I
didn't feel too bad. Even my legs didn't seem
to ache much this morning, but note that not
much is not the same as not at all !
I am not so sure now, many hours later
(another long meandering call from Lee added
over an hour), but I was strongly considering
another long walk today. There is probably no
reason why I couldn't do it, but I feel I am
getting a bit behind schedule doing house, and
garden, work. I have some laundry to do. There
is another festering pile in the sink. The
garden needs weeding and watering. I could
probably cut the grass too. Walking may be
less pleasure under a gloomy sky sky tomorrow,
but at least it is currently thought to be
dry.
One reason why I could easily have
talked myself into another long walk today is
to push my weight down still further. This
morning I was upset that the scales had not
budged when I got on them after getting out of
bed. At that point I had not done anything in
the toilet apart from passing a little wind. I
was so intent on passing some poo that I
forgot to have a wee. 10 or 15 minutes later I
was back in the toilet, and this time it was
to have a wee. When I got on the scales they
seemed to take a while to decide where to
settle, but once they did they were reading
200gm less than yesterday morning (in reality
it was probably 151gm less, but the scales had
to round it to the nearest 100gm).
Not only had I lost weight (and I still
have not passed anything solid in the toilet),
but my blood glucose has dropped a bit. It is
still over 8, but improving. My blood pressure
and temperature are all in their normal range,
and even my pulse oximeter says my blood is
getting a good oxygen saturation. I guess that
once again I am theoretically healthy, and
once again it is a shame that it doesn't feel
that way !
Today, as already mentioned, I will
concentrate on house and garden work. Between
the various jobs, and maybe instead of some of
them, I will be plain lazy. That is assuming
you subscribe to reading a book as being lazy.
Well, it is only fiction, and not even classic
fiction, but it keeps me happy. Tomorrow I may
well try and burn up a few more calories, but
not today....although some gardening can be
quite hard work !