It was like summer had resumed
yesterday. The sky was often blue, the sun
shined, and the temperature reached 25° C in
the late afternoon. There were a few times
when it clouded over and seemed dull
outside. The only time that happened for
more than a few minutes was around 3pm, and
amazingly, that was when it was forecast to
happen !
The latest revision to the forecast
has pushed the last hour of sunshine to
3pm. By then the temperature should have
reached a very warm 25° C. The BBC say
sunshine all day, and give the maximum
temperature at 26° C. There are two
different predictions for tomorrow, but
both include rain. The Met Office say
light rain starts at 1pm, with one hour of
heavier rain at 3pm followed by light rain
until the end of the day. The BBC say
drizzle at 1pm, heavy rain at 2pm, light
rain at 3pm, thunderstorms for 4 and 5pm,
then light rain into the late night. The
temperature tomorrow may reach 21° C with
a possible single hour at 22° C.
Yesterday was yet another
good day. Patricia didn't go to see
her sister until the afternoon. She did a
bit of work in the morning, and at
lunchtime we went shopping in Poundland,
and then crossed the road to the Catford
Wetherspoons pub, The London And Rye.
Patricia took this picture to
record the event. For this occasion I was
wearing a Wetherspoons t-shirt from one of
the beer festivals 9 years ago. I have a
memory of that t-shirt not fitting that
well, but it seemed fine yesterday.
Patricia treated me to my lunch and
a pint of Guinness. My lunch, as seen on
the left, was a small burger with small
fries. I have to say it was sort of nice -
maybe more nice than it really was because
it was such a rare treat for me (I would
usually avoid stuff like this for calories
and sugar reasons) that I am probably
guilty of adding "niceness" points because
of the novelty of it.
On the right is Patricia, and her
lunch of chicken tikka with a glass of
orange juice. She just noticed me about to
take the photo, and managed a nice smile
for it. Whenever Patricia is in the
country she tries to have a Wetherspoons
chicken tikka massala because
declares they are delicious !
After we had lunch Patricia got a
bus to see her sister again, and I headed
home. I must confess it was nice to just
lay on my bed, initially with sunshine
pouring through the window, and quietly
read, and have a snooze. I am not sure how
long the snooze was for, but I think I
managed to sleep through most of the one
quite dull hour of the day. After waking
up I read some stuff on the internet, and
before long it was time for the first Star
Trek of the day (The original series).
I saw most of that episode, but I
was interrupted soon after I started
watching Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, but a
message from Patricia. She was on her way
back, and was stopping off in Lewisham
Sainsbury's to buy some dinner. She wanted
to know if I wanted anything special. I
just said I would be happy with something
similar to whatever she wanted. Once in
Sainsbury's she sent me several pictures
of possible dinners. I was quite happy
with her first choice.
I said I didn't fancy the pumpkin
curry, but I was quite curious about the
chicken katsu curry. There were two
problems with it, and the first was very
simple - it had not "traffic light
colours" nutritional panel. That was
rather annoying, and I am surprised
Sainsbury's didn't insist on it as a
condition of stocking the range. Maybe
Sainsbury's a blatant Brexiteers, and
don't deserve my future custom.
Once Patricia arrived I checked the
ingredients list, and low down, just above
salt, there was sugar added. The
irritating thing is that the ingredients
were in very small print, and the
ingredients for all parts of pack just ran
into one another, and if I had looked
closely I might have found there was sugar
in the curry sauce, and in the chicken
coating, and possibly, although unlikely,
the rice too.
By that time it was too late
to worry about it, and I had my chicken
version, and Patricia had the pumpkin,
vegan, version. I think we both agreed
they were nice. For my part I didn't think
they were nice enough to want to seek for
more of them, but if offered one I
wouldn't turn it down. After dinner we
chatted until just gone 8pm, and then
Patricia said she was retiring to her
bedroom to do some some work, send some
pictures, and other stuff on her cute
lightweight laptop.
I retired to my bedroom where I was
in time to watch the last 45 minutes of
UFO. That finished at 9pm, and soon after
I was in (or rather on) my bed reading for
half an hour or so. I think I was possibly
asleep around 10pm. If the Katsu curry had
as much sugar as I feared, and also
bearing in mind the contribution from the
burger and chips for lunch, I would be
expecting to be up quite frequently to
have a pee.
It was quite a surprise that I
seemed to sleep quite solidly until
2.30am. That is quite a record for recent,
or longer times. I next woke at about 4am.
I woke once more, and this time the need
for a pee felt slightly urgent. The really
annoying this was it was about 5.45am, and
I was planning to get up around 6.30am,
but I couldn't resist getting up and going
for a pee. I didn't seem to get back to
sleep quickly, but with hindsight I
probably did. The next think I knew was
that it was gone 7am.
It was with trepidation that I
checked my blood glucose readings this
morning. The new meter read 9.7mmol/l.
That is still below the danger line at
10.0mmol/l, and after what I ate yesterday
it was no great surprise. It just means I
have to be more careful today. On the
other hand, the old meter gave a reading
of 8.7mmol/l. That is only a tiny bit
higher than average, and could be mostly
ignored. I think I shall take the
pessimistic reading of the new meter, and
plan my day around that.
I am not sure what is happening
today. Patricia is currently doing
some of her translation work. Some time
later today she is heading north (I
think), possibly via seeing her sister
again, to meet up with her partner. His
dad is close to dying, and her partner
wants to see him before they both fly back
to Italy. There is a microscopically small
chance that I may meet Kevin for a couple
(or usually more) beers in the
Wetherspoons this afternoon. Maybe I'll
just have another very lazy afternoon, and
could possibly go to a gig tonight. I'll
just have to see how it goes.