Muddy Cyclist
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- Type of diabetes
- Type 2
- Treatment type
- Diet only
Thank you. Yes I agree this thread offers much diversity and interest along with good support for our common mysterious blood letting.There's much talent on this thread artistically and philosophically...it's great!
Yes, they are well worth the money. We have one also.A quick call to me, and I was on way to assist.
A chance to show off my battery charger/ booster gadget.
Hooked it up, started first time, 2 minutes they were back on their way.
Her dad impressed, looked at buying one.
until.. HOW MUCH
£50+ an investment for anyone whose time IS money
Sat by the side of the road for an hour or more, waiting for the breakdown guys, earning nothing or speeding on to his next job....no brainer to me.
Some people, very short sighted
Well said. @muddycyclist @dunelmLike those distant mountains getting stronger as they hit the foreground. That far away Mountain could easily be Snowdon seen from the Berwyns.
Hugs for crowds keeping you in. Looking at the lack of future holidays abroad I think this is how the UK is going to be for some time to come. Before Covid it was getting harder to walk and find wilderness now it's almost impossible. I read that they are going to start pushing the Countryside Code again, what ever happened to people's common sense and respect?
You are doing really well. A brilliant way to improve your balance.The balance thing is slow returning though.
I play "walk the lines" on the pavement cracks, can't do too many, before losing balance , ho hum
Sending all the best Ian. It's bittersweet to remember loved ones who are no longer with us. Man hugs from here to you and yours...Welcome to Sunday. Today would have been my mum's birthday which she always claimed marked the real start of spring. Weather here is leaving the suburbs of sub-optimal and heading towards the long vacc . I don't want to contemplate returning to SO Towers thanks. 5.1 on Swipey. Sub-optimal but not off the leash - just barking at passers by.Return to mu homeland today to check on 91 yo MILwho is moving here tomorrow - 5 mins walk away. I will put flowers on my parents grave and tidy up generally. Their grave is next to my uncle and 10 yards from 1 set of grandparents and great grandparents. Mixed emotions (one year there was a beautiful clarinet rendition of Annie's song from a nearby bedroom - very moving) obviously nor helped by having to use a pair of the gazillions of pork chops from the half pig I decided was essential to survival in Lockdown 1. How does one make eating a pork chop a pleasant experience? Salad should help. I have no idea about film stars - could Ben Stokes play me? Enjoy your day.
Thanks @BRSBRI. The memories are all good but I will always know deep inside that I only function fully in that village due to being surrounded by so much love. Best to thank God for that and try to pass on what I can to my grandchildren. Our 3 boys all grew up loving exactly the same plot of land that shaped me. All but the last 2 of our grandchildren have slept, eaten, walked and played on that land.Sending all the best Ian. It's bittersweet to remember loved ones who are no longer with us. Man hugs from here to you and yours...
It's amazing - and I think that's fab. Fabulous.Thanks @BRSBRI. The memories are all good but I will always know deep inside that I only function fully in that village due to being surrounded by so much love. Best to give thanks for that and try to pass on what I can to my grandchildren. Our boys all grew up in exactly the same plot of land that shaped me. All but the last 2 of our grandchildren have walked and played on that land.
What an amazing journey yours is. I managed to straddle the two streams of life in many small villages. My family once owned the local pub, were involved in the mid C19th early C20th major employer locally - fruit growing- and my grandmother was the reception teacher for the village school. I went to Uni and eventually returned - having worked in London - as a professional so i fitted in with the newcomers. The new housing was designed for "aspirational" families - think high end, large 5 bed detached with appropriate price tag. We couldn't buy each of the 3 boys a house there. None of the scions of"traditional" families can and it causes resentment. I assume this is widespread in England.It's amazing - and I think that's fab. Fabulous.
We're all diaspora this end; far flung here and there. After a family breakup which happened during my undergrad years at university rendering me homeless and on the street for a period, we've all reconciled and are super close despite physical distances. It was my siblings that encouraged me to go and do a PhD, so I owe them tons...
Dad has gone now, but mum is still with us and in rather rude health I'm happy to say. She was a very young mother ...
Sticking together in one way or another is very important...
I'm covered in sepia poignancy now!
I'd walk back to the UK for a slice of cold tongue pie btw...Good Morening Ladies and Gentlemen. Today is hopefully a roast with mediterranean vegetables or more likely cold tongue pie, me and me's find keeping in Mrs J's good books a pointless challenge.
A young 5.3 this morning on that scheming meter.
Some strange topics this morning, but it is good to read that @jjraak is still making slow progress, slow but progress. @BRSBRI good luck with your freedom, tomorrow or today, @ianpspurs a hug, sometimes we just have to accept the cards we are dealt in the game of life and play.
Here in Tilehurst Towers the days are being counted till I can get out on my motorbike.
Remember avoid the morons and media.
That's a fab story too...roots, so important. I'm drawn not to Glasgow where all my formative years were spent as well as my time at Uni - but to the borderlands where I was born - around Gretna and the like, to where mum returned...a border reiver true!What an amazing journey yours is. I managed to straddle the two streams of life in many small villages. My family once owned the local pub, were involved in the mid C19th early C20th major employer locally - fruit growing- and my grandmother was the reception teacher for the village school. I went to Uni and eventually returned - having worked in London - as a professional so i fitted in with the newcomers. The new housing was designed for "aspirational" families - think high end, large 5 bed detached with appropriate price tag. We couldn't buy each of the 3 boys a house there. None of the scions of"traditional" families can and it causes resentment. I assume this is widespread in England.
Good on your mum for returning to her roots and for you not giving "him" the oxygen of attending. My perception from the traditional blue side of my family is your view of him is widely held in those quarters. Not to mention the nuisance caused to them over their properties in EuropeThat's a fab story too...roots, so important. I'm drawn not to Glasgow where all my formative years were spent as well as my time at Uni - but to the borderlands where I was born - around Gretna and the like, to where mum returned...a border reiver true!
You know, I was invited to Number 10 - the lair of the blonde idiot, just before Covid struck to a reception about tech in the UK...I made an excuse and like many of my peers stayed well away. He's the epitome of no family, self, cronyism and corruption and I might not have had the patience nor sense to bite my tongue. In the end, not due to Covid, the event was abandoned...
All sounds wonderful apart from pork chop. I hope the sandman cometh gently. Crying freedom must surely be genetically programmed. Maybe don't brandished your Claymore though.It's dinner time on my last night of confinement. My final Covid test has just come back negative...yay! And at 00.01 I get the text and RFID scanner code...very efficient...I hope
I'm ordering up seafood soup, Japanese katsudon pork chop, greens and salad...with a ½ bottle of chilled Riesling.
It's a rainy night and quite chilly compared to the steam bath of the last week anyway.
Early to bed for me as I'm out and about doing my schtuff tomorrow in a controlled sorta way
Happy Sunday one and all
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Good evening everyone. The finger stabbing at 0845 this morning produced 5.9mmol which is a bit of a result given the food and naughty booze intake yesterday.
This was followed by listening to Tony Blackburn on BBC iPlayer as I pedalled 14 miles on the bike, going no-where in the bathroom and a breakfast of yoghurt, berries and a nice omelette with grilled asparagus. A cafetière of coffee was had looking at the pouring rain with a cool 16°C being the temperature. A change!
Had what I hope is the last visitation from the epidemic control team for my Covid test who also left me a full set of instructions if I'm released at 00.01 tomorrow - and they track you!
Lunch was a big bowl of soup (duck) and salad, with copious amounts of fizzy water.
BG at 1430 this afternoon was 5.4...
Been working throughout the morning and afternoon in prep for the big meetings this week...confirmed my departure a week on Wednesday, the day before my birthday (I was an April's fool babba) on that executive jet to Farnborough which then takes others after a night stop there across the Atlantic...I hope it arrives on time, but you never know - and there's no plan B...
Apart from that, couped up here and hopefully elsewhere tomorrow after the long awaited release SMS, carefully navigating my lot before returning here to the room and staff that've suffered me since arrival...
Zooming the UK in a mo....hopefully not seeing something like this
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