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

Good morning all. Clear, sunny and frosty start in The Brecks 2022. Even frostier in The Fens this day in 1987 when No 2 son eventually (JKP didn’t use the birthing pool for No 3) literally shot out. Interesting Christmas that year. Some "clever" chap nearly ended us on taking him home, via buying nappies, by coming towards us the wrong way round a roundabout. Don't think I greeted him seasonally. Then we politely declined the offer of him being the baby in the Christmas Eve nativity - "cool" rehearsals for a few days. People seemed surprised JKP looked "quite" fierce at the suggestion. No 1 son developed bronchiolitis on Christmas Day (looking back, waking up and asking can I be a shappard now? mid-service was a clue something was amiss). I was banished from Hinchingbrooke Hospital and investigated for tropical diseases so JKP had a neonate, desperately ill 18 month old and continually sleeping husband to care for. Turned out to be chicken pox which flattened me for months and stopped me running the London Marathon - never did do that. May you live in interesting times indeed. @lindisfel best wishes for the MOT. @dunelm and @gennepher you are both more than deserving of thanks for sharing your talents. @dunelm lights with bulbs? I know The (Mis/Missing/Blancmange) Management want to pretend we are reliving a cross twixt a golden age of Empire building (Empire 2 has often been used by the swivelled eyed) and a version of Thatcherism which never actually existed but c'mon son. Solar powered leds is/are the woke way, innit? Sort of fbg at 10.30 yesterday was a very high 5.9 but I had had almond milk in tea, babybels to take Naproxen and a voyage around East Cambs to collect 2 children, who were little angels throughout, first. Ely Cathedral looks majestic in December sunshine and Kings School Ely has some up market sports grounds. JKP declined the route via Grunty Fen (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grunty_Fen) which was a shame. Enjoy your day.
 
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Today's Advent poem from Malcolm Guite's anthology https://malcolmguite.wordpress.com/blog/. Attached is The Great Ship of The Fens at night and some wonderful views of the inside plus a haunting arrangement of a favourite of mine

Good to celebrate the Conception of the BVM with nectar for the ears.
Those Fen boys and gels scrub up well when someone has either made sacrifices or gifted them angelic voices. Hmm Kier hard sell in some parts. Ely is definitely commuterland these days, farms can still make money and Waterbeach barracks is close. Bah, humbug is available at CurmudgeonsrUs if that too hasn't closed down or gone online only.
 

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Fbg 6.4

I woke up this morning to an email from Amazon saying how was your Amazon delivery, rate your driver. I did not get an Amazon parcel from an Amazon delivery driver yesterday. I am confused. I have only just woken up..

I look online to see what it was and it was my second desiccant dehumidifier that had been delivered. But I had not received that yesterday. So I check what time the delivery occurred. And it turned out it was handed to the resident at 9:45 pm last night.

I was asleep in bed at that time.

There was no email from Amazon to say that it was going to be delivered yesterday in fact at 7 pm last night, when I checked, they said it was still coming on Thursday which is today.

So I shoot outside, no delivery in my safe place.

I go to the front door And there it was sitting all frozen in the deep freeze of all of last night.

Parcel has been sitting on my front doorstep open to the street all night, but then I think any burglar chancing their luck last night probably never came out, they didn't want their bits frozen off, so I'm lucky it's still there.

It is now sitting in my kitchen ((room temp 6.5C in there) and I am wondering now when it will be safe to plug it in. If I plugged it in now it would go off in a puff of smoke and a big bang. So how long should I wait before I can turn it on. When would it be safe for the electrics? Mine and it. Tomorrow or Saturday?

I have returned to my warm bed (bedroom is 12.5C, this is nicely warm for me), and thinking. So, I am guessing now, that when postie never came back with the second dehumidifier on Tuesday, he had told/promised me it was back at the sorting Post Office Depot when he looked at the screen on his device (he must have said I'm going on my own strike, I am not delivering any more parcels today or his Union said you are not delivering any more parcels today) the post office sorting office said we have too many stupid Amazon parcels, (here Amazon, you have this one back) and went over the road to the Amazon depot (yes it really is over the road) and handed my parcel back to them.

So it is looking like the poor Amazon driver when he finished his shift last night, someone said, here lad do us a favour drop this parcel off....

I had no prior warning when I checked at 7 pm last night, it was not out for delivery, so this must have been a very last minute decision to send it out late last night....

This is definitely a new take on 'pass the parcel'.....

I think I need my smelling salts...

I won't be ordering anything else before Xmas in this parcel confusion.
Problem is I am dependent on online ordering because I cannot walk round the shops, and often I cannot use my scooter because of the frequent rain. And there is a blinking postal strike tomorrow and Monday, I am expecting something important by special delivery 1pm tomorrow, but that won't happen....the longest I had to wait for my special delivery by 1pm was 6 days because of this postal strike, so I will be on tenterhooks because of that.

Can't we have our more stable, old lives back...it was bliss before and we didn't know it...


My nighttime trail cam video - a busy night by the swing in my garden.



Creative is an autumn painting - the field where all lost unfortunate parcels in the game of 'passing the parcel between different delivery companies' end up.

My woes continue today as regards the post office and their strikes. I have some important paper documents I needed to post, but Royal Mail strikes are tomorrow and Monday. So, I have had to come to a compromise - make PDF's, send them to the recipients, and the actual letters later. Not ideal.

No rest for the wicked. I now need to make those PDF's...tearing hair out...

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ianpspurs said:
Good morning all. Clear, sunny and frosty start in The Brecks 2022. Even frostier in The Fens this day in 1987 when No 2 son eventually (JKP didn’t use the birthing pool for No 3) literally shot out. Interesting Christmas that year. Some "clever" chap nearly ended us on taking him home, via buying nappies, by coming towards us the wrong way round a roundabout. Don't think I greeted him seasonally. Then we politely declined the offer of him being the baby in the Christmas Eve nativity - "cool" rehearsals for a few days. People seemed surprised JKP looked "quite" fierce at the suggestion. No 1 son developed bronchiolitis on Christmas Day (looking back, waking up and asking can I be a shappard now? mid-service was a clue something was amiss). I was banished from Hinchingbrooke Hospital and investigated for tropical diseases so JKP had a neonate, desperately ill 18 month old and continually sleeping husband to care for. Turned out to be chicken pox which flattened me for months and stopped me running the London Marathon - never did do that. May you live in interesting times indeed. @lindisfel best wishes for the MOT. @dunelm and @gennepher you are both more than deserving of thanks for sharing your talents. @dunelm lights with bulbs? I know The (Mis/Missing/Blancmange) Management want to pretend we are reliving a cross twixt a golden age of Empire building (Empire 2 has often been used by the swivelled eyed) and a version of Thatcherism which never actually existed but c'mon son. Solar powered leds is/are the woke way, innit? Sort of fbg at 10.30 yesterday was a very high 5.9 but I had had almond milk in tea, babybels to take Naproxen and a voyage around East Cambs to collect 2 children, who were little angels throughout, first. Ely Cathedral looks majestic in December sunshine and Kings School Ely has some up market sports grounds. JKP declined the route via Grunty Fen (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grunty_Fen) which was a shame. Enjoy your day.
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Birthday greetings and may your Christmas this year follow excitement in other directions - these nativity things are fraught with danger. Banished from hospital - do you still have the badge Madge? Solar powered is it, that will go down well here in the dark north, still we have those windmills sticking out of the estuary which look fab on a balmy day.
 
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Birthday greetings and may your Christmas this year follow excitement in other directions - these nativity things are fraught with danger. Banished from hospital - do you still have the badge Madge? Solar powered is it, that will go down well here in the dark north, still we have those windmills sticking out of the estuary which look fab on a balmy day.
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Solar power seems to have many , usually well healed and sharp elbowed, residents of Matt's - soon to be former - constituency frothing at the gills whilst trying to ensure the wrong (i.e <750K) development is blocked. Rishi has heard their anguish on one part at least. Gov't by blancmange. Ain't it a hoot?
 
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8.6 this morning. Topped out at 13.2 before breakfast and then started back down to current 7.9.

@dunelm, that spiral tunnel is likely to make the one who walks down it a bit dizzy. Looking forward to its completion.
@gennepher, love the icy, watery effect. Feels rather chilly though. Need to sit by the room heater now.
@jjraak, Frankie sounds like a very sensible dog. The figures in that quotation are awesome - in the true sense of the word.
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Oh dear @Annb
I think we need to hug our heaters...
 
ianpspurs said:
Good morning all. Clear, sunny and frosty start in The Brecks 2022. Even frostier in The Fens this day in 1987 when No 2 son eventually (JKP didn’t use the birthing pool for No 3) literally shot out. Interesting Christmas that year. Some "clever" chap nearly ended us on taking him home, via buying nappies, by coming towards us the wrong way round a roundabout. Don't think I greeted him seasonally. Then we politely declined the offer of him being the baby in the Christmas Eve nativity - "cool" rehearsals for a few days. People seemed surprised JKP looked "quite" fierce at the suggestion. No 1 son developed bronchiolitis on Christmas Day (looking back, waking up and asking can I be a shappard now? mid-service was a clue something was amiss). I was banished from Hinchingbrooke Hospital and investigated for tropical diseases so JKP had a neonate, desperately ill 18 month old and continually sleeping husband to care for. Turned out to be chicken pox which flattened me for months and stopped me running the London Marathon - never did do that. May you live in interesting times indeed. @lindisfel best wishes for the MOT. @dunelm and @gennepher you are both more than deserving of thanks for sharing your talents. @dunelm lights with bulbs? I know The (Mis/Missing/Blancmange) Management want to pretend we are reliving a cross twixt a golden age of Empire building (Empire 2 has often been used by the swivelled eyed) and a version of Thatcherism which never actually existed but c'mon son. Solar powered leds is/are the woke way, innit? Sort of fbg at 10.30 yesterday was a very high 5.9 but I had had almond milk in tea, babybels to take Naproxen and a voyage around East Cambs to collect 2 children, who were little angels throughout, first. Ely Cathedral looks majestic in December sunshine and Kings School Ely has some up market sports grounds. JKP declined the route via Grunty Fen (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grunty_Fen) which was a shame. Enjoy your day.
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Thanks for the compliments @ianpspurs
 
Temperature here was -5.5 at 0900 and still the same when we were off to town 3miles away. Cars were still freezing up whilst defrosting, temperature in town c. -3.0c.
We've still got to get to the supermarket and pay credit card bill at bank, post was late this month.

I don't think much to government policy on climate change in opening up the old under sea pit at Whitehaven.
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10.1 this morning. Another morning with Em but she was pretty sleepy this morning and having asked for a bacon sandwich, she preferred to doze in my big chair rather than eat. She left about 3/4 of it today but she did have her cup of tea. She woke up fully when she went outside because the cold hit her and she discovered that it had been snowing which she loved. She would have been wide awake by the time she got to school.

Might be because of the cold but by 2 am my legs and shoulders were too sore to stay in bed and I had to get myself up. First, I thought I couldn't do it. Then I thought I had to do it. So, come on Ann, just put a bit of effort in and DO IT. Took me a few minutes, but I got my legs out of the bed - that's the hard bit - and onto my feet. Almost fell when the knees said "No way", but I did a kind of head and shoulder lean against the wardrobe and got upright again. Fairly plain sailing after that. Pills and tea and I was almost as good as second hand/pre loved, or whatever is the correct term these days.

Don't think I'm complaining. Nobody needs to feel sorry for me. I just feel that it helps to admit the pain and confront it in order to deal with it and get on with the day as well as possible. Maybe something odd about me, I don't know, but if I try to tell myself it's OK and doesn't hurt all that much, it's harder to cope. A mind thing.
 
Annb said:
10.1 this morning. Another morning with Em but she was pretty sleepy this morning and having asked for a bacon sandwich, she preferred to doze in my big chair rather than eat. She left about 3/4 of it today but she did have her cup of tea. She woke up fully when she went outside because the cold hit her and she discovered that it had been snowing which she loved. She would have been wide awake by the time she got to school.

Might be because of the cold but by 2 am my legs and shoulders were too sore to stay in bed and I had to get myself up. First, I thought I couldn't do it. Then I thought I had to do it. So, come on Ann, just put a bit of effort in and DO IT. Took me a few minutes, but I got my legs out of the bed - that's the hard bit - and onto my feet. Almost fell when the knees said "No way", but I did a kind of head and shoulder lean against the wardrobe and got upright again. Fairly plain sailing after that. Pills and tea and I was almost as good as second hand/pre loved, or whatever is the correct term these days.

Don't think I'm complaining. Nobody needs to feel sorry for me. I just feel that it helps to admit the pain and confront it in order to deal with it and get on with the day as well as possible. Maybe something odd about me, I don't know, but if I try to tell myself it's OK and doesn't hurt all that much, it's harder to cope. A mind thing.
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Why no hug? No one ever dealt well for long by deluding themselves that they aren't in pain or have "issues." Then there is the obvious love and joy in the relationship between Em and yourself. You aren't complaining you are explaining. Not every life or every day is some staged for social media event for those suffering from FOMO - on what I'm never sure. Presumably reality which is messy, hurts but "tastes" so much richer since it is orfentic, innit. Now, that's a rant. Huge respect and a hug since I can only give one rating.
 
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ianpspurs said:
Today's Advent poem from Malcolm Guite's anthology https://malcolmguite.wordpress.com/blog/. Attached is The Great Ship of The Fens at night and some wonderful views of the inside plus a haunting arrangement of a favourite of mine
Good to celebrate the Conception of the BVM with nectar for the ears.
Those Fen boys and gels scrub up well when someone has either made sacrifices or gifted them angelic voices. Hmm Kier hard sell in some parts. Ely is definitely commuterland these days, farms can still make money and Waterbeach barracks is close. Bah, humbug is available at CurmudgeonsrUs if that too hasn't closed down or gone online only.
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Not sure that the cathedral doesn't look even more beautiful by night than by day. Can only comment on images only, I've never actually seen it. Inside looks amazing - is the choir standing underneath that octagonal tower? Beautiful choral work too. It's a huge space. "My" cathedral was at Canterbury and, in itself a beautiful building, but compared to Ely quite a cluttered space inside.

Interesting poem today. A different way of looking at the nativity.

1987 certainly looks to have been and interesting year for your family - at least the latter part of it. My elder son, Neil was coming up on 21 then and we had just discovered that he was allergic to everything we had been trying to offer him up to then, It was still a couple of years before we discovered that he had Crohn's disease and we were thinking that the allergies were the root of all his ailments and that we had it licked. Crohn's, sarcoidosis, and finally (so far) Asperger's were added later. I hope that you are blessed with your family as I am with mine (despite illness, Neil is my guardian angel).

But, Aw, Ian, I really don't feel deserving of a hug. I am so blessed with Neil and his brother and with Em and my brother. My heart is full to overflowing. Maybe an optimistic? Mind you, hugs are nice and I do enjoy a virtual hug now and again. Plenty of real ones from Em.:joyful::joyful::joyful::joyful::joyful:
 
Annb said:
10.1 this morning. Another morning with Em but she was pretty sleepy this morning and having asked for a bacon sandwich, she preferred to doze in my big chair rather than eat. She left about 3/4 of it today but she did have her cup of tea. She woke up fully when she went outside because the cold hit her and she discovered that it had been snowing which she loved. She would have been wide awake by the time she got to school.

Might be because of the cold but by 2 am my legs and shoulders were too sore to stay in bed and I had to get myself up. First, I thought I couldn't do it. Then I thought I had to do it. So, come on Ann, just put a bit of effort in and DO IT. Took me a few minutes, but I got my legs out of the bed - that's the hard bit - and onto my feet. Almost fell when the knees said "No way", but I did a kind of head and shoulder lean against the wardrobe and got upright again. Fairly plain sailing after that. Pills and tea and I was almost as good as second hand/pre loved, or whatever is the correct term these days.

Don't think I'm complaining. Nobody needs to feel sorry for me. I just feel that it helps to admit the pain and confront it in order to deal with it and get on with the day as well as possible. Maybe something odd about me, I don't know, but if I try to tell myself it's OK and doesn't hurt all that much, it's harder to cope. A mind thing.
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@Annb I wanted to give a hug and winner x
I had something similar at 3 am this morning. I was not cold, warm and snug as a bug in a rug, but I needed the bathroom. My legs would not work either. I am hanging on to walls and shelves. I am not going to make it. Bl00dy well work I mentally shout at them, you are there attached to my body, so you CAN move. I made it in time. It is now 9 hours later and like you, my legs are now quite happily walking. Maybe I should have said Peace be with you to my legs, would that have worked.

I think we over ride a lot of things, and sometimes our bodies say Nah, we are not cooperating ...
 
jjraak said:
Afternoon all.

A year to the day since my accident.

Geared up yesterday to celebrate by returning to Richmond park with the furry nephew

A regular haunt but out of bounds mobility wise ...until now :cool:

I give you "Frankie: in the Great Outdoors "

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Furry nephew has an enviable luxury jacket!
He is having a whale of a time!

And congratulations for you - a wonderful admirable achievement.
You are amazing x
 
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