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What was your fasting blood glucose? (full on chat)

Afternoon just, 6.7 this morning + 3 sessions of being shouted at, then left my telephonic communicator in the local koffy shop and had to return to collect it, thereby giving the friendly staff ammunition to tease me and Mrs J, well best not write her expletive laden comment.

Now home and it being a woke Tuesday and my identifying as Loretta day, my task is find where Mrs J has hidden my stockings and suspenders. Mrs J is not keen on being seen with me wearing suspenders, fishnet stockings, white socks and trainers, but only on woke Tuesday.

I loath woke and all it stands for, but it has been pointed out, that I must learn to be more woke tolerant, therefore Tuesdays are my attempt at this, but only on Tuesdays.

Stay safe and warm all

Loretta, who has yet to master high heels.
 
I think you've confused Woke with cultural appropriation. Common ailment - symptoms include leaving phones in coffee shops. I hope you didn't have pancakes and ..... as well. You don't have the munchies do you?
 
I remember the terrible inter-trible strife and murder.
It's a wonder the Mountain Gorillas have survived.
It seems to be taboo to mention the intertribal strife in Africa.
We have two Nigerian African families in the local church. They come from different tribes and apparently don't get on.
Derek
 
Not sure how I missed this earlier but winner for the desire to send cards, hug for the cost these days and massive winner for the simply splendid creative. An antique is 100 years old so much later the Vics. Oh, and I forgot the link to today's poem.
 
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That is a beautiful poem. We never realised how much effort was made even in the making and banking of fires...
Thank you for the creative compliment @ianpspurs


I am missing a few posts at the mo. I go through them all, but later I see a reply to one I had not seen. I had not missed it, it simply hadn't shown up on my time line...
 
You are spot on about the Mountain Gorillas. Intertribal strife seems to go on far more than we think even now (just my opinion). When I worked in Kenya it was always, “these thieving Kikuyu”! Although they made up the largest tribe out of the ten or so, it was the Kalenjin who ruled the roost - Moi et al. To confuse it even more, some tribes have sub tribes and even different languages - and some of them can’t seem to get on. Worse than football teams in Scotland.
 
6.3 this morning.
Yesterday's trip to the garden centre in my long break between classes went really well and I purchased a lovely warm heavyweight Regatta fleece for half price. The lining inside it is just like sheepskin. Really cosy.

Mr K rolled his eyes and asked 'haven't you got enough fleeces'. I probably have, but not one as cosy as this one is.
 
Em wasn't feeling well today. Apparently too ill to go to school. Her dad wasn't sure but said he would let the school know himself if, when he called, she hadn't been able to go. I really wasn't sure - no fever, feeling cold, a bit of a cough, some sneezing, tired and quite pale. I put her into my bed and let her stay there until about 1030. Then I had to disturb her to get some of the bedroom-moving-around jobs done. Emptying the drawers from a big chest of drawers so I could move it. Plenty there that can go out. Having the drawers empty made me think that I might as well do the repair job I've been promising myself for ages. The chest is from IKEA but, unlike some of the other IKEA products, not very good quality. The bottoms of the drawers are some sort of fibre board and all of the big drawer bottoms have collapsed, falling down from the grooves that hold them at the back. Got Neil to get them out of the carcass for me and took them to the kitchen to work on them. Em decided to get up and help so Neil showed both of us how to do the job, and how to use his fancy electric drill, provided screws (I already had prepared wooden battens, months ago) and held things steady while we did the job. Em enjoyed learning how to use the tools and how to do the job. Actually, she did one drawer herself with only a little guidance from Neil. I had reached the stage where I had to stop and rest for a bit. She has learned something today, even if it was a bit more on the practical side than schoolwork.

Now I just have to put the drawers back and put some things back into them.
 
6.5 this am, now pm, cos of more chores with doors and floors.
Inside Windows, new blinds in the bedroom cleaner ones downstairs, getting Christmas ready in back room, tree tomorrow.
Mrs L not wanting chrimbo, but has been ordering me about, trying my patience as things got a bit muddled for her, indeed the morning was filled with mixed up queries and statements.it was very irksome, I bit a couple of times, but somehow never did it get me angry! So I did well!
Mrs L was pleased with the outside but she could have been muttering about the idiot who is using all the local power, i bet you could see his house from the moon. It dazzles the drivers. If we have a blackout, it's his fault!
How can he afford all that?
I have the candles ready.

I am knackered, done too much but not finished yet.
And to make it worse, Mrs L woke me up at 5am and asked why i was in bed at teatime?
Couldn't get back to sleep, no matter how hard I tried.
Got up, and made a cuppa, brought Mrs L a cup, but found her sound asleep.
No rest for the wicked. Gotta go!

My best wishes to you all as always.
 
Tuesday's #Cracewatch starring Jimmy Dimly and Honest Bob Like shooting ducks in a barrel so last one. Leaked video of new care home staff training scheme - top secret.
How can anyone laugh at smutty Benny Hill on a woke tuesday?

Has the British toilet humour been driven underground yet?

Saying that, Benny could never be compared to a night of Chubby Brown.
 
Haha....

Other link does say it like it was & is, sadly.
This is the world Johnson made, and, with a few honourable exceptions, these were the inadequates he peopled it with
 
0230 BG 7.6. That was after a very early night last night. After all my "exertions" with that "huge" job of bedroom reorganisation, I felt really poorly and figured it must just be exhaustion. Strong reaction to minor exertion. Felt better by 0230 and figured I was no longer tired, but was extremely sore so, pain killers it was. And what happened? I fell asleep again in the chair and only woke up at 0615 - just in time to rush around getting ready for Em arriving, if she needed to come for 0630. It wasn't likely, but was possible. However, it is now 0640 and she hasn't arrived. I guess she and her dad are sleeping longer today so it will be another hour before she arrives. Phew! Time for a cuppa.
 
Thank goodness for pain relief and hope that you can take it easier today.
 
The better half was talking to a friend last night on the phone about our surgery often has a no show of doctors and the rural practice at Kirkbride has five doctors. We had a large and very competent practice rated one of the highest in the N.W. now it is very difficult to see a GP. One could nearly say it is nurse practitioner led and they may be good but are limited.

A case in point I was having trouble with my tablets, our eldest is up for the week trying to sort us out, as they do. I ask her and she said why don't you move your sertraline to just before
bedtime, which I have done.
Now I sleep properly and I feel better in the day.
I would never have dreamt of doing such a change.
I keep a tight rein of things because I know advice can creep over the boundary to control.
 
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Good morning everyone on a quiet and calm start to the day here in the dark and dangerous north. 5.4 this am. ‘Twas the day before bin day and all through the house…. Today is a day of unknowns - ish. Nothing on the planner, which is nice. I can catch up on some reading. Art bit - more playing about with the bamboo ink dippers. Hope your day is fulfilling for you. Must be time for some koffy.


 
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