Today will be
generally dull until a few hours before sunset
when we can expect/hope for sunny spells. The
latest revision gives a 50% chance of rain at
2pm, and a 40% chance at 7pm. The rest of the
day
should be dry. It will not be a
warm day, just tepid with a high of 19° C.
Tomorrow may feature a few more light showers,
and will be another dull day until, once
again, the last couple of hours before sunset.
It should be a bit warmer at 21° C.
Yesterday was a good and bad day.
The weather, as explained at the top of the
page, was not all that good, and that made the
bad a little worse. The main feature in the
morning was Patricia leaving to very slowly
make her way to Gatwick Airport for her flight
back to Italy. Her plan was to have a walk
around some of her favourite spots in London,
which I know she did because she sent me a few
pictures.
I don't know if she had time to visit
The National Gallery - one of her favourite
places in all the world. I also don't know if
she managed to meet her friend Natti for lunch
in Croydon. I do know that she experienced far
more rain in London than we had here - it was
obvious in the pictures she sent me. I do know
she arrived safely at her flat in Italy.
Meanwhile I had a very lazy morning as I got
myself ready to have a lunchtime drink with
Angela.
It was very nice having Patricia here
for a couple of days, but it was also nice
after she had left because I could wander
around in just underpants as I prepared for a
shower, and last night I could also watch TV
in my underpants. What a little luxury that is
- not necessarily doing it, but being
able
to do it ! Although I said I had a lazy
morning, I did find that I was showered,
dressed and ready to go out earlier than
needed.
I particularly didn't want to go out
too early because it was still raining. As
12.30 approached it seemed that the rain was
stopping, and any residual was light enough to
chance going out without a coat. There were a
couple of times when I doubted that decision,
until I realised that it wasn't the rain
starting again, but the wind blowing drip free
from the trees. Most just landed on leaves
lower down, rather than on me below, but it
did sound like moderately heavy rain at times.
The peculiar thing was that when I left
home to walk through the park I thought I felt
very tired, but it seemed easy to walk quite
fast for long intervals, and it also seemed no
bother to walk the long way to the pub. There
are many variations of "the long way", but
this one was to stay on the west side of the
park, and walk all the way to the Ladywell
Road exit, and then circling round to go down
to the bridge that takes you to the back of St
Mary's Church. It probably only adds 100
yards, maybe a bit more, to my walk, but it
seemed good to do it.
One slight bother of walking fast on
what seemed a humid day was arriving at the
pub feeling a bit sticky. There was nothing I
could do except mop my brow a few time before
Angela arrived about 10 minutes after me. It
was almost a very pleasant hour with Angela,
but I must have been talking a lot because I
had to gulp my last half pint down as 2pm
approached. Usually I would often have
finished it before 2pm when Angela has to go
back to work.
I had noticed even before we left the
pub that the sun had come out, and as we
walked out I wished I had brought my
sunglasses. That sun was blinding ! When we
arrived back at her office she offered me a
very warm hug. It was because I won't be
seeing her for a fortnight. Next weekend she
is going camping with lover boy, and I think
they depart as early as the Thursday, and so
she will need Wednesday to get ready. I think
she has Wednesday off work, and the Wednesday
after next to sort things out after they come
home (and possibly to get a good sleep after
sleeping under canvas for a week).
It wasn't long after that very warm hug
that the sun went in again. At least it didn't
start to rain, but it started me off feeling a
bit sad. After a glut of good company I was
going to be reduced to nothing for a
fortnight. I felt a bit miserable all
afternoon. Fortunately I did manage a good
snooze in the afternoon, but not before eating
a triple pack of cheese sandwiches I had
originally bought for Patricia in case she was
hungry at any time. Maybe a bit of guilt was
involved, but while I enjoyed then, I didn't
enjoy them as much as I thought I should have.
Apart from reading, and snoozing, I
didn't do anything all afternoon. As dinner
time approached I did do one thing. It was
part inspired by some stray thoughts circling
my mind. I went online to check the balance of
my two credit cards, and to fully pay them
off. The MBNA card, the one I have been using
for years was quite a small, and obvious
amount. However my Tesco credit card seemed to
show I
owed a lot of money !! I had a
brief look at all my transactions, and they
all seemed OK, and so I paid off the entire
amount.
I then went back to looking at those
transactions, and I suddenly realised
something. The figure in 24 point white type
in a blue box, the figure that was so high,
was the amount I had spent, but didn't include
the amount I had already paid. I think the
date of my statement, or when payment id due,
is something like the 2nd July. On that date
the reckoning up is done, and the true figure
revealed. The silly thing is that the web page
to pay the account was saying amount due on my
statement was just £23. I think I could have
just paid that, but instead I seemed to pay
for the whole of the previous month a second
time. It's all very confusing, but provided I
don't get any late payment "fines" I am happy
- even if my credit card has actually got a
lot of credit on it instead of debit. It will
all get spent eventually.
Having worked out that my finances were
probably in better shape than I originally
thought, I gave in to the idea that had been
circling the interstices of my brain, and
ordered a takeaway to cheer me up. I had
forgotten about the cheese sandwiches I had
eaten earlier, and which were made with
(usually) sugar saturated sugar, and opted for
an Indian takeaway. Indian cuisine uses less
sugar than Chinese, but I've been caught out
before, and I tried to be careful what I
ordered.
Well, I was mostly careful with the
main dishes. I had a tandoori mixed grill, and
a chicken tikka as a big starter. I also
ordered a spare naan bread, and as well as a
vegetable curry side dish, I also added a
chilli alloo (potatoes with green chillies)
side dish. It turned up about 10 minutes
before the predicted time, and it was
delicious. The chilli alloo was particularly
good. The green chillies were very hot, but
they had used them sparingly so it wasn't
agony on every bite. I didn't eat the naan
bread, nor the free poppadoms.
I watched two episodes of QI last
night, and the second finished at 10pm. By
then I was feeling rather tired. I hoped I was
so tired that I wouldn't bother with any
painkillers. I read for 10 or 1 minutes, and
then turned out the light and turned over. For
maybe 5 minutes it seemed like I couldn't get
to sleep, and then suddenly I was waking up
for a pee at almost 2am. Once again I
tried getting to sleep laying on my left side,
then my right side, and then back to the left
where I fell into a deep sleep until just
after 5am. It was light then, and I wondered
if I would be able to get back to sleep again
- particularly after refreshing the weather
pages on my PC (it's why this morning';s
screenshot starts at 6am).
To my great surprise I did fall asleep,
and slept for almost another two hours. I
seemed wide awake then, or almost wide awake,
and I wondered what would happen if I turned
over, closed my eyes. It didn't really feel
like anything had happened, but mysteriously
the clock now read gone 7am ! Some time
in the last hours I had the only dream that I
can remember a fragment of because it was a
new take on weirdness.
I had been on a bus, possibly coming
home from work. When I got off the bus I found
that despite it being summer, Catford seemed
to be covered with a blanket of snow. I walked
a bit to wait to the pavement to clear of
people who had also got off the bus, and then
got my phone out of my pocket to use the
camera on it. So far, so normal, but now
the weirdness started. Every time I pointed
the camera at the snow, and it started to
focus, the snow would melt away to show the
pavement covered with gravel. I woke up as I
was trying the photograph the snow.
This morning I am still using
past-their-us-by-date test strips for my old
blood glucose meter. I have just checked, and
there is hope that brand new test strips for
my latest blood glucose meter will be
delivered in time to start next month
(tomorrow) with hopefully accurate readings.
This morning, despite a few indiscretions,
such as those cheese sandwiches, my blood
glucose would appear to be back down to
8.4mmol/l. I can't really trust that reading,
but maybe it is close to correct, and as such
it is perfectly acceptable. My final average
for the month is 8.45mmol/l. That is just
under the highest reading, but also only just
over the next reading down. Only the average
of April, which was unusually low, breaks what
is other wise figures with only small
differences between them. In other words, this
month was very average for this year, and a
useful improvement over the average for last
year. I reckon I am doing quite well.
Two things could happen today. If I
have time, and it is getting late already, and
I still unwashed, I will go and get a bit of
shopping from Tesco. A bit later this
afternoon I think Jodie will be coming over
for a beer tasting session. It is possible
that today may feature more moderate strength
lagers, but I expect there will also be at
least one strong, or maybe even very strong
beer too.