There is a
difference of opinion between the BBC
and Met Office forecasts for today.
The BBC say it will be fairly bright
today but with almost non stop light
showers through the day. The Met
Office says the rain will be more in
clumps of heavier rain. The latest Met
Office revision now says the rain will
be over by 11am except for one light
shower at 2pm. The chance of any
sunshine today is extremely slim. The
highest temperature today could be 12°
(BBC) or 13° C (Met Office). Tomorrow
may be dry, but it will still be very
cloudy. The temperature could be a
degree or two higher than today.
I was predicting another
sedentary day yesterday, and a lot of
it was, but not all. In the morning I
had a mild desire to check my bank
balance, and withdraw some money from
my Tesco savings account. One place to
do that was the cash machine next to
the Sainsbury's Local shop by Catford
station. That gave me an idea. I could
call into that Sainsbury's and buy
some of the delicious ready made
salads.
The two ideas seemed a good
enough reason to go for it. I couldn't
seem to walk at any pace except the
fastest I could sustain (as usual),
and I arrived at the cash machine
feeling slightly short of breath, but
I probably wasn't. I have recently
concluded that I sometimes think I
should be short of breath when in fact
I am not. That idea is supported by
the fact that I completely forgot to
breath deeply as I did my business at
the cash machine.
Yesterday was another morning
when I decided I could bear to wear a
mask just long enough to buy some bits
from Sainsbury's. I bought 3 ready
made salads, but I was greatly
disappointed they didn't have any of
the nice Greek salads, and the only
very. very, very slightly exotic one
was a "Mediterranean" salad that was
as crappy as Tesco salads tend to be.
They were possibly made by the same
company as supply Tesco because they
were full of grated carrot and grated
beetroot - neither of which I can
remember being in the salads I used to
but from Sainsbury's before lockdown.
I also bought a copy of New
Scientist - my first since boycotting
all shops when the wearing a mask in
shops law came into being last summer.
I was hoping to buy some soups, but
their selection was very small, and
what they did have didn't seem to be
that low in sugar. The same was true
of their baked beans. The normal
version was saturated with sugar, and
the low sugar version wasn't that low.
After I got my shopping home I
went out again to "Cash Busters" the
pawn broker like shop on the high
street. It must have been a good few
months ago I noticed they had a Nikon
DSLR camera in there, and I wondered
if it was still there, and if the
priced had dropped (or if they would
take an offer - which they have done
in the past). When I got there I saw a
notice that said the shop was only
open by appointment, and so I turned
around and came home again.
I reckon those two walks added
up to about 1.5 miles, and that was my
exercise for the day. After that I
reverted back to being very
sedentary....or I tried to. I was
quietly reading New Scientist, and
almost ready for a snooze when my
phone rang. It was Lee, and he was
evidently very bored while waiting in
the car park of Belmarsh Prison where
one of his friends was attending a
remand hearing or something. Lee has
some very unlikeable friends these
days !
I think Lee kept me on the
phone for about 90 minutes saying
nothing of interest, and stringing out
each and every one of his boring
stories by describing every single
feature about the events he was
describing. Quite why he thought I
might be interested in the complete
genealogy, for three generations of
the persons involved, is anyone's
guess. It wouldn't be so bad if he
could complete a story without getting
sidetracked and starting another. He
complains that is father is starting
so to suffer from dementia, and I
sometimes wonder if Lee is trying to
overtake him in the brain
deterioration stakes.
The more exciting event of the
day was the arrival of the fourth, and
last bottle of whisky from the order I
made on Amazon a week ago. It was just
after 4.30pm when it arrived. That was
earlier than expected, and when that
happens it always seems to be a woman
who does the delivery. The whisky was
J&B, and while I am sure I would
have had it in a pub at some time in
my life, I have never tried it at home
before. I found it was a nice whisky
suitable for drinking neat.
Earlier in the day I had
stuffed my face with salad, and even
earlier than that, I had a big thick
sandwich that I also bought from
Sainsbury's. It was a bacon and cheese
with chilli sauce sandwich. It was
very nice, but I have a strong feeling
the chilli sauce was probably chilli
jam - made with loads of sugar. My
dinner was more well grilled pork
belly slices served with bean sprouts.
Later on I started to have a
small snack that turned into a big
snack. It was cheese on rice crackers.
Having said that, I am now reminded
that I had a second order from Amazon
delivered yesterday. It was the box of
lightly salted, and box of BBQ rice
crackers I had ordered a fortnight
ago. Those rice crackers are very low
in sugar - unless you eat far to many
- which I guess I did last night.
Apart from one thing I seemed
to have a nice sleep last night. That
one thing was when I woke up feeling
cold at something like 2am. That was
because I had kicked the duvet off
while sleeping (I think). Within a
minute of pulling the duvet over me I
began to feel far too hot. At that
point I turned the heater on (set to
low). It got my bedroom just warm
enough to not feel too cold when
partly uncovered. At this point I
would try and recount a dream I had,
but the details from one dream I had
that seemed worth recounting have
evaporated away already.
I didn't feel good when I woke
up. I think the change of atmospheric
pressure, or maybe just the fact that
it was raining, was enough to make me
feel extra stiff and creaky. It
probably wasn't anything to do with my
blood glucose being dangerously high
(10.6mmol/l). That just tends to be a
stealth assassin. I don't know if I
should blame the sandwich or the rice
crackers for this huge increase in
blood glucose. Oh well, insulin
injections will sort it out one day.
Today the weather is foul
enough to put me off even thinking
about any exercise. If I had felt like
doing any it would have to be this
morning because, it being Thursday, it
is boozing day ! I am hoping that
maybe Michael might feel OK to join
Jodie and myself for some beers. It
was nice having an adult to talk to
who wasn't glued to a phone when Mark
joined us last week. It would be
really good if Mark and Michael joined
us this week, but that is probably
being well over optimistic.