There was less, or lighter rain than
forecast for yesterday morning. At about
11am, when heavy rain would fall, according
to the early morning version of the
forecast, until it was later revised, the
sun was making a valiant effort to shine
through any crack in the clouds it could
find. There were sunny spells for the first
half on the afternoon, and as far as I can
remember, it stayed dry until almost
midnight. The afternoon temperature only
rose to 12° C.
I noted there was some rain in the
middle of the night, but if the forecast
holds true, and the latest revision to the
forecast suggests there is reason to hope
that should, today should feature loads of
sunny spells, but no full sunshine. The
full sunshine, shown in the early version
of the forecast above, has been replaced
by just sunny spells. The good thing is
that the light rain shown for 2pm has also
been replaced by sunny spells, although
3pm is now shown as just white cloud. The
temperature today could briefly touch 13°
C. Tomorrow could start with several hours
of full sunshine, but there could be some
isolated showers later - the BBC disagree
and currently predict sunny spells all
day. The afternoon high could be
just 12° C.
I had several good triumphs
yesterday, but sadly none of them were
anything to do with mending dripping
taps... One good triumph was some cooking
for my dinner, but more about that later.
My day, after having a shower, and putting
some laundry in to soak, started with a
shopping trip to Tesco.
My shopping trip to Tesco was very
typical of recent, and maybe older visits
- I took great care to be very selective
about what I bought, until I was suckered
in to two items with reduced price
stickers on them. In my instant euphoria
they seemed like a good idea. One of them,
a packet of three sausage rolls, even
claimed a very low sugar content, and
maybe it was somehow very low.
The other thing was a leek and
potato pie. Ideally it would have bacon in
it, but I don't think that was mentioned
on the packet. It still seemed to have
some sort of potential to be nice, but as
I write this I have not looked at it again
to see what it might say about sugar
content. The expensive items on my
shopping list were three packs of meat,
although I feel instant noodles are moving
towards being luxury items, or at least
the new additions on the shelves are.
Apart from the shoes I was wearing,
it was a pleasant walk to and from the
store. Carrying 8 litres of Diet Coke in
my rucksack meant coming home made it a
less pleasant than the walk to the store
with empty bags. Maybe that walk home put
me off the already rather tenuous idea
that I might go for a walk in the sunshine
after shopping. Instead I sat down and had
some lunch.
I munched my way through the
sausage rolls I mentioned above. I didn't
bother to heat them up, or even give them
an extra cooking, and just ate them cold.
That is probably why I thought they were
stodgy, and not very sausagey (a word that
my spell checker refuses to believe exists
!). After that lunch I lay on my bed
reading a copy of New Scientist. I haven't
read a copy of New Scientist since the
early stages of Covid and lockdown made it
difficult to go in supermarkets without
wearing full PPE.
My only complaint about the issue
of New Scientist I bough was that it
seemed very thin, but there was still a
lot of interesting stuff to read. I read
some select bits, and then closed my eyes
against the bright sunshine coming through
the windows. I ended up snoozing for maybe
half an hour. I woke up feeling cold, and
decided that one way of warming myself up
was to go and finish the laundry I had
lefty soaking after my shower.
That laundry was three t-shirts and
four pairs of underpants - about the right
amount without overfilling my washing
buckets (large builders size) and
overloading the clothes horse. I sort of
wanted to take a break halfway through,
but it was only because I was keen to
start another project. I ended up doing
all the rinses and conditioner in one
process before hanging it all up to dry on
the clothes horse in the dining room, and
with the fan heater blowing on it for an
hour or so before reverting to just the
usual desk fan.
The other project I was itching to
do was to convert a cassette recording to
an mp3 file. It was only by chance, when
looking for something else, that I came
across the cassette. It was one of Jodie's
bootleg recordings of part of a gig played
by the band New England, who we used to
follow until they became a bit too weird.
They eventually quite the music scene, or
at least the band broke up, when their
van, with all their instruments and PA
equipment was stolen.
The recording, made using
headphones as the microphones, plugged
into Jodies Walkman was made in The Camden
Monarch pub on 2nd May 1994. It only
included 3 songs, but it was a pretty good
recording. Most importantly was that the
vocals were not drowned out by the rest of
the band. I wish I had had a decent camera
in those days, but at most gigs there was
security who would stop you bringing
cameras in, although I did take in a
camcorder to at least one pub gig with no
problems (except the light was so low that
the recordings were a bit muddy).
It was while doing the recording
from cassette player to my PC, and then
doing the editing - mainly just topping
and tailing, but also a slight tweak to
the recording level - that I had a snack,
and it was rather delicious. It was no
more than small squares of ready sliced
corned beef on rice crackers with a small
dollop of mustard on each. It seemed to
keep my going OK for the next couple of
hours until dinner time.
My dinner was something special. It
was my first attempt at trying to make
something similar to a shish kebab. I had
no charcoal grill, and had to cook the
ready diced chicken in my mini oven/grill.
It meant the meat was not really browned
because it was comparatively slow cooked,
and to try and get it to brown would have
just dried it out. Earlier in the
afternoon I had sliced up a whole, very
small, cabbage, and a brown onion. Both
had been hanging around a long time, and I
had to cut off a few spoiled bits. I mixed
and seasoned the cabbage and onion with
some olive oil, and plus salt, pepper, and
a light sprinkle of dried mint.
It may not look quite as elegant as
a shop bought chicken shish kebab, but it
did almost taste similar. Of course the
one taste missing was the taste of a
proper grill - essentially burnt fat and
charcoal smoke. I definitely enjoyed it
enough that my next couple of dinners will
be similar. Tonight should be based on
diced beef. The cabbage and onion should
be better marinated after spending 24
hours in the fridge (covered with cling
film). Most importantly, my home
made shish kebab had the desired effect -
more of which later.
Being a weekend night, there was no
Star Trek on last night, but there were a
few things worth watching. Sky Arts were
showing a documentary film made in 1965
(if I remember correctly) of The Rolling
Stones touring Ireland. Sadly a lot of the
camera work seemed very amateur, and was
often annoying, but it was still worth
watching. I guess it was at a time when
suddenly wartime austerity was finally
thrown off, and new entertainment caused
hysteria among the younger generation -
particularly young girls !
Later on it was time to watch a BBC
channel, BBC2 I think. They were having a
Beatles evening. It started with a
documentary style film with clips music
and some interviews. It was quite
interesting, and the camera work was a lot
better. It was followed by "The Beatles At
The BBC" - lots of clips of The Beatles
performing directly for the BBC, and some
more interviews and the like.
It ended by showing the brand new
Beatles song - 40 years in the making. It
was based on a poor quality recording of
John Lennon essentially writing a song. It
made heavy use of AI technology to lift
his voice from the high background noise.
Then the two surviving Beatles, Ringo
Starr and Paul Mcartney, overdubbed
guitars and drums (plus other misicians
added a few other instruments.
Finally a film was made to go with
it which cleverly superimposed old footage
over the musicians playing on the record,
and on some typical sets of the day. I
have to say the recording of the song, and
the video were very, very clever, but
sadly it sounded very flat. I can imagine
if it had ever been used it would have
taken John Lennon days of polishing the
lyrics and tune, but I think he was killed
before that could happen.
I was in bed fairly late (for me)
last night - possibly a bit later than
10pm ! I would describe my night, but it
was so similar to the night before -
apparently long periods of insomnia in the
middle of the night. Like the night
before, I turned the heater on low around
1am, but it was a cold night, and it
wasn't until I put the heater on full
blast at 5am that I started to slowly feel
warm - and once again I ended up sleeping
much later than my usual 6am getting up
time.
I suppose it is going to take
another 12 or 24 hours before the raw
cabbage and onion will do it's stuff. This
morning I may be constipated, although as
I sit here.....maybe there is some feeling
of movement. Anyway, the good news is that
my home made shish kebab worked as well as
as a shop bought one. My oldest blood
glucose meter gave a magnificent, and very
rare reading of just 6.9mmol/l. The other
two meters also gave very good, although
not magnificent readings of 7.4 and
7.7mmol/l.
Two things are likely to happen
today. One is that I think I might take a
wander to the shops. Generally that will
be to Savers and to Poundstretcher. There
are a few things I want from Savers, and a
spare bottle of cod liver oil tablets is
possibly the most important, although some
bleach or toilet cleaner would be useful.
There is nothing specific I need from
Poundstretcher, but I will be looking out
to see if they have any new stocks of
sugar free biscuits in.
This afternoon should be a beer
tasting session with Jodie. At least I
think she'll be coming over, I have a
feint memory of there being some doubt,
but that might have been about the trains,
but I have checked they are running. If
Jodie says she is not coming, with
sufficient warning, I could be tempted to
get a bus to Greenwich, and watch an hour
or so of a later afternoon (4.30pm start)
gig in The Morden Arms with Lord Algea
belting out all the heavy covers they do.