I don't think any revisions
to the Met Office or BBC weather
forecasts matched reality. The
forecasts said a 100% cloudy day,
whetehr light or dark cloud.
Reality was that after about 10am
the cloud started to break up, and
by 11am it was starting to get
sunny, and the afternoon was very
sunny. That slightly raised the
temperature a bit, and I noted
very close to 14° C (actually
13.8° C was the highest I saw). I
didn't leave the house yesterday,
and so I can really say what that
felt like outside, but the sun
through my bedroom windows did
warm it up nicely.
Both forecasters are
adamant that today will be a
rather dull day, but that the
temperature should reach 13° C.
At the moment it is both looking
grim, and sort of fairly light.
The chances of the cloud
breaking up seems slimmer today.
On the other hand, the latest
revision to the forecast has
shuffled around some of the dark
grey, and light grey clouds.
That suggests things are not
completely static, and so change
can be expected - hopefully for
the better. Tomorrow may
be a clone of today.
I felt worse
than I thought I felt yesterday
morning, and even a bit into the
afternoon. I was OK sitting here
quietly behind my keyboard
typing yesterday's blog entry,
but after that I found myself
disinclined to do anything
except quietly read. That was OK
because I predicted that as I
finished writing yesterday.
I wasn't completely idle
yesterday. It took a lot of
willpower to start, and a bit to
keep going, but I did some
laundry early yesterday
afternoon. All it was, was a
hand towel only used in the
kitchen, and 5 bar towels. All
had been soaked in beer when we
had an accident on Thursday.
Upon opening one of the beer
fridges a bottle of quite
expensive beer fell out. It
didn't drop far, and landed on a
rug on a carpet, but somehow the
bottom of the bottle came off,
and it was a semi clean break.
It was a very dark beer,
and very aromatic. A few days
later and there is still a sort
of brewery smell in the dining
room. The hand towel, which I
had already replaced so I could
wash it some time, soaked up
much of the beer, and the bar
towels helped mop up the rest of
it. I wasn't terribly keen to
wash all that stuff yesterday,
but I know if it was left it
would attract beer flies, and
start to get stink, and so it
had to be washed.
As soon as I plunged the
towel into the detergent it
turned brown ! Even the first
rinse water had a hint of brown.
Fortunately it was a fairly thin
towel, and of course each bar
towel is fairly small (about 14
x 7 inches). It made the
wringing out, the hardest part
of hand laundry, modestly easy.
I did the whole lot in one go,
and hung it all on the small
clothes horse in the dining
room. I gave it several hours of
the fan heater on low blowing on
it. Later on I changed to using
a desk fan which I left running
overnight. This morning it was
all dry.
The only other thing I
did which while it didn't take a
lot of physical effort, did
require a bit of time. It was to
construct a Greek inspired salad
for my dinner. I washed and cut
up spring onions, a single green
chilli, 5 small pre-cooked and
cooled baby potatoes, a couple
of small sticks of celery, about
5 baby tomatoes, wild rocket and
some coriander. I then added
some ready prepared olives
(green and black), sprinkled on
some salt, some virgin olive
oil, and finally squeezed some
lemon juice on it all.
I covered the bowl with
clingfilm because it was far too
early for dinner, plus it wasn't
a lot earlier that I had had
some lunch. Lunch was an unusual
combination of two things that
probably had a modestly high
sugar content. The "main course"
was a pack of ready to eat BBQ
flavour sliced chicken breast. I
accompanied it with over half a
big bag of parsnip based crisps
flavoured with chilli and maple.
They were rather nice, but I
could taste what I suspect was
artificial maple syrup
flavouring far more than any
hint of chilli.
Later on, after doing
some quiet reading, I watched
some old bullshit about aliens
on the Blaze channel because the
episode of Star Trek: The
Original Series, seemed like it
was a repeat from as little as a
fortnight ago (I seems like they
are showing one season of Star
Trek: TOS over and over again).
After that, or at 6pm, I watched
an episode of Star Tek:
Enterprise. It was a fairly good
episode, but had a silly ending
as a taster of a couple of
rather silly (silly as in
stupid) episodes that I may skip
over.
At the start of the
Star Trek: Enterprise I had my
special, Greek inspired salad. I
had it with nothing else. I
think some sliced hard boiled
eggs may have been traditionally
added to it. I thought maybe
some corned beef would have gone
well with it. Angela suggested
ham - yes Angela ! I posted the
picture of the salad on a well
known social media website, and
Angela, who hasn't really
acknowledge my existence for
ages now, actually "liked" it,
and also added that she hoped I
had used good quality extra
virgin olive oil on it, and the
suggestion that ham would go
with a future version of it.
I did have a sort of
dessert after the salad. It was
the last 5 sugar free chocolate
chip cookies I found in the
small supermarket on Catford
Bridge. I still can't remember
if it was no added sugar, or no
sugar at all. I think some
artifical sweetener is used in
them, and I have no idea if the
"no sugar" only refers to the
cookie dough, or if it includes
the chocolate chips as well.
They are moderately nice, and
that is a good enough reason to
buy another packet when I go to
that supermarket again, but it
would also be good to study the
ingredients and sugar free
claims properly.
Just one edition of QI
seemed good enough last night. I
could have watched another, and
then gone on to watch Have I Got
News For You, but I thought that
9pm was late enough for last
night, and soon after I was in
bed reading for a while. I might
have read for the next hour, but
the end of a chapter seemed a
good point to put the book down,
and turn out the light. I have
no recollection of having any
difficulties getting to sleep,
and maybe I was fast asleep
before 10pm.
When I woke up I could
have sworn the clock said it was
just after 6am. I didn't have
time to check because I needed a
pee. When I got back from the
toilet I was both relieved and
yet disappointed when I saw it
was really about 1.20am. I got
back into bed, and expected it
to take a long time before I got
back to sleep. The next thing I
knew was that it was about 4am.
I can't remember the exact time
despite studying the clock most
carefully to make sure I had not
mistaken the time again.
Once again I seemed to
fall asleep really easily again.
I slept through to about 6.20am
before getting up. At some time,
I think in the last hour or so
of sleep, I had a dream that I
sort of remember enough to give
a brief description of a some
things I saw, but not enough to
fully describe what was going
on. Essentially the dream was
about a radio station called
Radio Bramley, which is
somewhere generically "up
north". Somehow they had been
award an FM broadcast licence,
and three medium wave licenses
to allow them to cover a bigger
area.
One very peculiar
thing was that I was picking
them up on a TV - with pictures.
The signal was weak, but it was
travelling quite a distance to
get to me. I seem to think the
core of the dream was about the
stations music policy. They had
promised to play good music, but
were playing trash because it
was more commercial. That is the
sad story about most on the
"new" radio stations when
licences were finally issued 20
or more years ago. With one or
two exceptions, all those new
stations were bought up by media
companies who only cater for the
most basic tastes.
I was hoping my blood
glucose readings would be a
little better than they were
this morning. On the other hand,
I did know that some of what I
ate was not good, and maybe it
was the addition of lots of
small bad things added up to
spoil my glucose readings. The
very best was the Contour meter.
That read 8.9mmol/l. That is
OK-ish, but lower would be more
satisfactory. Oddly enough the
Sino Care meter closely agreed
with that with a reading of
9.0mmol/l. It is only very
slightly higher, but it crossed
the threshold into the nines. I
much, much prefer to get
readings under that (and sevens
are what I really want). The
GlucoRX meter really put the
boot in with a reading of
9.5mmol/l. Oh well, at least it
is under the red line at
10.0mmol/l.
Today is another day when
the grey skies do not tempt me
out, and I suspect I will stay
in all day. I have a few
t-shirts and some underwear to
wash, and I expect I'll do that,
although there is no urgency for
it. The real difficult questions
are what to do about food. I
have plenty to make another
salad or two, but I also have a
lot of meat that will have to be
used up in the not too distant
future. Some of that meat is a
couple of skinless/boneless
chicken breasts. It suddenly
occurs to me that I could dice
them up, grill them, and have
those in a Mediterranean
inspired salad. Preparing all
that will suck up a bit of time
today. After that I have plenty
of reading to do. I don't think
I have explicitly mentioned it,
but I am currently re-reading my
entire collection of Robert A.
Heinlein books. They should keep
me occupied for ages !