I guess
I spent much of yesterday just
getting myself mentally prepared
to go out into the dark night for
another gig last night. As such I
did very little, but I did go to
Tesco where I bought 8 cans of low
sugar soup, and some other bits
and pieces that included some new
underpants. It was slightly
crowded in Tesco, but it wasn't an
unpleasant experience.
One of the surprising
things when I got home was
comparing the pre and post Brexit
prices. I have to admit I can't
remember how long the pack of
underpants on the left has been
gathering dust, and I don't really
know why I have yet to open that
packet. I guess my current in use
underpants are still in good
condition, but sometimes I fancy a
change. The real significance of
this picture is to show that the
old pack was just £8, but now the
price has shot up to £11. I think
I will try and make these
underpants last !
I'm sure I have mentioned
it before, but I don't think I
have ever offered proof of it.
Well on the left is a picture of
the nutritional information for
Tesco own brand Cream Of Chicken
soup. Having looked at cans of
soup the world over (where the
world = a few shops in Catford) I
feel confident to say that this
soup has the least amount of sugar
of any other soup. That includes
Heinz "reduced" sugar soups which
actually have quite high amount of
sugar in them. It doesn't matter
to most people, but when you are
type 2 diabetic you have to be
very aware of things like this.
One thing I tried to do
yesterday, and tried several
times, was to have a snooze, but
on each occasion nothing happened.
I thought that a bit surprising
after getting a very late night on
Friday night, and not even having
a lay in yesterday morning. Maybe
I was just too on edge thinking
about the main event of the day.
It was to go out again well after
dark to another gig. This gig was
a bit different because it was
also a birthday party for a chap
called Lee Bates who fronts the
band Strange Fashion. He has
wanted me to go along to his gigs
to get some decent photographs,
and this seemed like an excellent
time.
At this point in time I am
not sure I did take a good set of
photos, but I did end up taking a
ridiculous 240 snaps, and so there
will hopefully be a few good ones
in there somewhere. The photo
above doesn't look too bad after
it has been "processed", but the
original looked rather dull
because I was keeping the flash
power down in the hope of not
annoying people. There were very
few people there, but while that
was bad for Lee, it was good for
me because it made it easier for
me to move around with my camera.
I think the people who were
there were friends, but there was
an open invitation for almost
anyone on the Bromley music scene
to go along, but there were two
other big gigs last night, and
people from Bromley are scared of
leaving it. They think Catford is
a violent place, except most
murders and muggings happen in
Bromley ! The gig was also billed
as an open mic event, but as far
as I am aware there were no
takers.
One attendee was Angela.
The original idea was that she and
Miranda, her daughter, would go
there for a girls night out, and
Miranda would probably sing a few
songs. With the sad rift between
mum and daughter at the moment
that didn't happen. Angela still
came, but in the company of lover
boy. We still managed a few
private words between us, and even
a light hug when lover boy went to
the bar. One snatched bit of
conversation was about next
Wednesday. We will probably be
meeting at lunchtime.
I stayed at the
gig/birthday party for a good few
hours, and probably longer than I
expected. I think it was about
10.30pm when I left to walk home.
I had walked there, and estimated
that it was about a mile. When I
left I turned my tracker on, and
it said it was a 1.2 mile walk. I
did that twice, there and back,
and so my total walk would have
been 2.4 miles. I think that is
long enough to be classified as
exercise ! As is typical, walking
there seemed a bit like hard work,
but walking home felt OK.
I think it was probably
some time in the afternoon that I
decided I definitely wasn't going
to be lured into the fried chicken
shop last night - even though it
would have been so nice. I had
actually eaten quite lightly
during the day, although maybe the
big plate of grilled bacon I had
for breakfast would not be
considered "light" by many. I
think I had a snack or two, but
the last thing I ate was a can of
leek and potato soup at about 5pm.
It was indeed the last thing
because I went to bed hungry last
night.
I'm sure I was asleep my
midnight last night. I was
actually in bed 10 to 20 minutes
earlier than that, and I read for
a while before turning out the
light. On the whole I slept quite
well, and even the 4 pints of
Guinness I drank earlier didn't
wake me up that often. By 3am I
was feeling rather hungry, and a
bit cool unless I made sure I was
well covered by the duvet, but
then I felt too warm. I turned the
heater on low, and after some time
I was feeling more comfortable,
and oddly enough, less hungry.
It would probably have been
more sensible to not get up until,
say, 9am after my late night, but
like yesterday I seemed to get up
at around 7am again. I was very
curious about my blood glucose
this morning, and almost thrilled
to see it was just 7.0mmol/l. That
is under my personal target, and
actually a very healthy level. It
was also good for getting the
average down a bit. The running
average for this month is
currently 8.6mmol/l after a bad
start to the month. My aim is to
get it down to 8.4 or less.
There are several things I
might be doing today. One of them
I have already started. It is to
apply hand cream to my hands. They
seem to be getting rather chapped
on these cold days. Another thing
that is also a definite is to go
through all the pictures I took
last night, and see if I can
select maybe a dozen of the very
best of them. Another thing is
currently an unknown. Being a
Sunday I would normally get a
visit from Jodie for a beer
drinking session. I think she said
she had a gig tonight and wouldn't
be coming here today. That would
sort of suit me. It would give me
a bit more time for those
photographs, and possibly time to
do a few other things.