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

[Lamont D]

Where are all those so adamant that farmers need to be supported when there were photo opportunities over the inheritance tax now supermarkets are giving away vegetables? We went into Aldi to see if they had any lobster left and ended up buying, amongst other things, vegetables for a pittance. JKP likes gammon and that was also too cheap to be the real cost. Where are Clarkson and Nige protesting this?

One supermarket insider said that the discount frenzy devalued the image of vegetables: “It is a race to the bottom and no one is really benefiting. Anyone selling a bag of carrots for 17p is making a thumping loss.” They were 8p.

You couldn't grow them from seed for that price, at least treble factoring in water, feed/manure , cot of land, opportunity cost not growing high value/high nutrition crops and any time, never mind the pigs - for the gammon. Full article here - no mention of pigs. Oh, no lobster ( that @Krystyna23040 has been spreading the word ) but we bought a few bits and bobs and cut £80 from our delivery for Monday according to JKP, not all saved. Mostly things either too carby for me or that I would never have eaten anyhow. Didn't buy sprouts from there, we've never found them up to par, (probably just me) nor potatoes: no Kiwhen you put money down ng Edwards Off out to board the Santa Special with #3 son and grandchildren (would have been 2 others but now they've gone to Winchester to see #2 son) at 10.00 a.m. tomorrow This has become very grand since we first took our boys 34? years ago. Nice easy route, A11, A14, A1, some Starbucks en route - its only coffee guys, not tea, you can't tell the difference - relax . Have a great Sunday.

a question sir?
how can you save money, when you are still spending it?
Regardless of the amount you pay. That money is coming out of your purse, going into their pockets.
If you didn't pay and put into a account, that is saving money........

This is why ..........,
I shouldn't go there.....

 

[Lamont D]

Fbg 7.1
Nighttime wildlife
Just Badger Willow this night - Cat Jade goes under the table to watch Willow.
I usually crop the picture to make the animals larger & I forgot, I was tired, sorry...

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Same vid on TicTok

TikTok - Make Your Day

Creative...more patterns on my cushion in Laboscope kaleidoscope...

I had to go and get my glasses repaired this morning, and the lens had fallen out, but luckily I found it!

Night night from here.
Sweet dreams...

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Hope you got your bins fixed, have to have mine break!

 

[Lamont D]

Have, I missed @lindisfel post?
Derek, how are you mate?

 

[Krystyna23040]

Interesting information @Lamont D

I have experienced a few time slips in Bold St and on the central station platform to West Kirby. A bit scary.

Also at Walton (Junction) railway station, I often ended up walking to the station over the footbridge (I lived one minute away) and at that point the Edwardian people appeared. And I was walking amongst people dressed in Edwardian clothes, and down the steps onto the platform, at the point the train came in they melted away and I stepped on a modern train.
In those days, the waiting room was as it was in Edwardian times. For some reason I was always waiting alone in there, and the station master would come in, in winter, and ask me if I would like the fire lit. I always said yes, and I wondered what was happening with time. Because before the next train came in, I was sitting next to a roaring fire and the station master bought me a cup of tea in a china cup and saucer. No one ever came and sat in with me. I never saw any other passengers outside either while I was in that waiting room nor any trains going by....

I did mention to one of my neighbours about the waiting room, the fire, the station master bringing me a cup of tea and they said don't be silly, that waiting room has been locked for years. It was never locked for me.

That is so interesting @gennepher.

I have never experienced time slips @gennepher but have had weird premonitions in the past.

Many years ago I had a new car that suddenly started making a slight noise. Took it to the garage. They checked it over and said it was a minor problem and to bring it in the following week.

I was working in Norwich and on my way to work I would drop daughters off at their school in Norwich. I had this premonition that something was severely wrong with the car and that on the way to Norwich the car would be flung into oncoming traffic.

So next morning I made daughters take the bus and I drove along the A47 at about 30 miles an hour as I was so petrified.

At Bowthorpe roundabout there was an enormous crashing sound and the car veered to the right. Apparently the drive shaft had gone through the gear box.

The driver of the breakdown truck told me that I was so lucky that it had happened there because if it had happened on the A47 I would have been flung into oncoming traffic.

19 years ago I had another scary premonition but sadly chose to ignore it. The next day the premonition came true and I was hit by a white van while cycling.

 

[Krystyna23040]

Oh, no lobster ( that @Krystyna23040 has been spreading the word

I am so sorry @ianpspurs

 

[Lamont D]

That is so interesting @gennepher.

I have never experienced time slips @gennepher but have had weird premonitions in the past.

Many years ago I had a new car that suddenly started making a slight noise. Took it to the garage. They checked it over and said it was a minor problem and to bring it in the following week.

I was working in Norwich and on my way to work I would drop daughters off at their school in Norwich. I had this premonition that something was severely wrong with the car and that on the way to Norwich the car would be flung into oncoming traffic.

So next morning I made daughters take the bus and I drove along the A47 at about 30 miles an hour as I was so petrified.

At Bowthorpe roundabout there was an enormous crashing sound and the car veered to the right. Apparently the drive shaft had gone through the gear box.

The driver of the breakdown truck told me that I was so lucky that it had happened there because if it had happened on the A47 I would have been flung into oncoming traffic.

19 years ago I had another scary premonition but sadly chose to ignore it. The next day the premonition came true and I was hit by a white van while cycling.

I have had a lot of that sort of thing. Premonitions, deja vu, odd moments, sensing something is about to happen.

I was on the night shift in 2001, November...
I woke with a start.
And I had to go and turn the box on, the urge to see what was going on.
It was the plane approaching the twin towers in New York.

Another, was I went to school one morning and knew something was happening. I asked my teacher, a Mr Edwards, what was going on?
I told him I felt awful, but not for me, for others...
It was Aberfan. I had no idea.

The worst one tho. Was the day my brother was buried.
And after the morning service, wether my feelings were sensitive this day, I had a sense, that I really didn't want.
We arrived home, and my footie club were home this Tuesday.
I was already a bit a bit rubbish understandably, but I had this nagging feeling.
I went the game with my lads, and just sitting there watching.
I had the urge to phone Mrs L.
So I did.
I asked if Mrs L was ok?
Mrs L response was yeah, fine.
So I tried to get into the game.
Still can't remember it now, except for the phone call about ten minutes later.
Apparently Mrs L 's brother had died suddenly.

Have you ever been, in the 'moment'?
Where everything stops.
And time has no meaning.
The calmness and clarity of your conscious mind.
To cleanse your brain.
To heal your thought process.
To help you understand.
To give you meaning.
The realisation of purpose.
Something akin to a 'lightbulb moment's

We needed a holiday but couldn't go far cos of Mrs L 's back.
We went to a place in the Lake District. Near Keswick.
As you are probably aware, I love to walk so on a nice crisp morning, I did.
Found myself exploring the mountainous area around.
Found myself close to a fresh water stream near a rill.
I Sat down and the water tinkling seemed to pull me into a mindset of a contrast from the family losses in those years, far too many, and of course, far too young.
Something aroused me.
And it was as if I was in a trance, and I knew, I had to get out of that fog of my mind.
I had my family to support, I had to be strong, resilient and be clear minded for what was to happen.
I had a similar 'moment' during my fasting test in hospital. Knowing then I had to make important decisions about my dietary control and to get my health back.

I know I'm weird and have these sort of things, for most of my life.
The dreams, the deja vu, the odd thing that has made me, who I am.
And of course the vivid Technicolor story dreams, that I can't explain but have questions and coincidences that are there for me to ponder over.
I wish I knew how to control and reason these recurring stories in my sleep and why I remember them so much.

Pleasant dreams, you lot.
My bestest wishes. Enjoy your weekend.

 

[Annb]

thanks @gennepher.

And if I'm not mistaken, and I could be putting my life on the line here, charities such as Age UK, helped me brilliantly, when I needed them. And I know, that they do have people with skills that can be used for form filling etc. They will have good internet connections.

I've been wondering about Age UK. I keep seeing adverts asking for money but I've never seen anything about what they actually do for the elderly. I've certainly never seen a branch here, or anywhere else. Not that I need any help (I have my Neil) but they don't advertise what help they might offer. Maybe they aren't in Scotland, despite the UK element of their name.

 

[gennepher]

That is so interesting @gennepher.

I have never experienced time slips @gennepher but have had weird premonitions in the past.

Many years ago I had a new car that suddenly started making a slight noise. Took it to the garage. They checked it over and said it was a minor problem and to bring it in the following week.

I was working in Norwich and on my way to work I would drop daughters off at their school in Norwich. I had this premonition that something was severely wrong with the car and that on the way to Norwich the car would be flung into oncoming traffic.

So next morning I made daughters take the bus and I drove along the A47 at about 30 miles an hour as I was so petrified.

At Bowthorpe roundabout there was an enormous crashing sound and the car veered to the right. Apparently the drive shaft had gone through the gear box.

The driver of the breakdown truck told me that I was so lucky that it had happened there because if it had happened on the A47 I would have been flung into oncoming traffic.

19 years ago I had another scary premonition but sadly chose to ignore it. The next day the premonition came true and I was hit by a white van while cycling.

I am so glad @Krystyna23040 that you listened to that first premonition. You were the driver of that car, you felt all the noises through the foot pedal, heard all the sounds in the car and they might not have been much but it was enough to tell you that something was and felt badly wrong.

I'm so sorry you had to be hit by that white van.

Premonitions are important. A lot of this stuff is drummed out of us when we were children or growing up. Sometimes they're such a slight feeling that we don't listen to them.

I knew on a particular day I shouldn't go out in my 2CV but I did. I ended up getting a nail in the wall of my tyre when I parked. So I had to get the RAC out for a new tyre.

Another time I am driving somewhere with J. He was giving map directions, we were somewhere we had never been before. We are on a motorway. I suddenly had the most awful feeling. There was a slip road immediately ahead coming off. I indicated and turned off. J was angry, shouting at me to get back on the motorway. Seconds later there was a massive plume of black smoke coming from the traffic that had been ahead of us on the motorway, and the motorway traffic came to a standstill.

J never questioned my decision again when I was driving, and to this day I have always made sure I listen to that tiny feeling, especially when I am driving.

 

[gennepher]

I've been wondering about Age UK. I keep seeing adverts asking for money but I've never seen anything about what they actually do for the elderly. I've certainly never seen a branch here, or anywhere else. Not that I need any help (I have my Neil) but they don't advertise what help they might offer. Maybe they aren't in Scotland, despite the UK element of their name.

I think @Annb a lot of local branches closed down during covid and lockdowns. The one here in the High Street did. I have just googled and nearest one to me is about 15-20 miles away in England, not particularly accessible nor useful to me. Possibly you have to be in a bigger city to access these things (as usual).

 

[becca59]

@Annb just seen your post on Age UK and wanted to say I used them to help with claiming attendance allowance for my father. They were amazing. Prior to that they spent a lot of time on the phone with my husband giving very valuable advice and pointing us in the right direction.

 

[dunelm]

Seasons solstice celebrations. (Say it fast)
And a 6.1 to applaud, but not the weather.
And a boo to follow my team getting battered once again.

If you notice my picture, it is #7 artful rendition of the upcoming festivities.
It is brilliant. It is the true essence of what Christmas means to kids.
The school has reproduced the original into a proper greetings card.
And this masterpiece was chosen as the best in her class.
And her name, (spelt wrong) is on the back.
Of course charity involved.

I also went to the local supermarkets, searching fresh vegetables. All of these are the local types of supermarket. Not one of them had a swede (vegetable) not a viking. And again not one of them had ordinary non brewed pickling vinegar! My gast has been flabbered.

Mrs L has been better today (so far)

Smashing. Children produce some wonderful art. All the best on the hunt for a swede.

 

[dunelm]

Good morning everyone on another splendidly quiet start to the day here in the dark and dangerous north. Veterans Christmas lunch was a raging success and made even more memorable with multiple choices so that we didn’t have to pain ourselves with the offspring of Bernard Matthews and a turkey twizzler . The winner of the money tree draw put it all behind the bar so we didn’t get home until quite late and the Brucy bonus is that it became a one meal day. Today may or may not be a foraging day but it certainly will be a day of spectacular performances when The Girl In The Bubble and her gargantuan chums at her dance class put on their Christmas Spectacular Spectacular this afternoon. Talks with my mother this morning - she is painting a Gingko tree and today is attempt number three - Chinese rice paper is so unforgiving. She reminded me of the tale of the artist and the fish:
‘A Chinese artist was commissioned to paint a fish, but took a long time to complete the work. The patron became impatient and asked the artist for the painting but the artist continued to say he was still working on it. After another year the patron visite the artist’s studio and asked again for the painting. The artist then quickly painted a fish on a sheet of paper and handed it to the patron who then asked why it took so long. The artist opened a cupboard to reveal hundreds of other fish paintings.’
Art bit - a tiny Christmas tree. May your day be fulfilling and don’t forget that the sprouts go on today. Now, where’s my koffy.S

 

[gennepher]

Good morning everyone on another splendidly quiet start to the day here in the dark and dangerous north. Veterans Christmas lunch was a raging success and made even more memorable with multiple choices so that we didn’t have to pain ourselves with the offspring of Bernard Matthews and a turkey twizzler . The winner of the money tree draw put it all behind the bar so we didn’t get home until quite late and the Brucy bonus is that it became a one meal day. Today may or may not be a foraging day but it certainly will be a day of spectacular performances when The Girl In The Bubble and her gargantuan chums at her dance class put on their Christmas Spectacular Spectacular this afternoon. Talks with my mother this morning - she is painting a Gingko tree and today is attempt number three - Chinese rice paper is so unforgiving. She reminded me of the tale of the artist and the fish:
‘A Chinese artist was commissioned to paint a fish, but took a long time to complete the work. The patron became impatient and asked the artist for the painting but the artist continued to say he was still working on it. After another year the patron visite the artist’s studio and asked again for the painting. The artist then quickly painted a fish on a sheet of paper and handed it to the patron who then asked why it took so long. The artist opened a cupboard to reveal hundreds of other fish paintings.’
Art bit - a tiny Christmas tree. May your day be fulfilling and don’t forget that the sprouts go on today. Now, where’s my koffy.S

Sounds a good Christmas lunch!

I like that art bit very very much @dunelm

 

[dunelm]

Sounds a good Christmas lunch!

I like that art bit very very much @dunelm

Thank you @gennepher

 

[Annb]

Good morning everyone on another splendidly quiet start to the day here in the dark and dangerous north. Veterans Christmas lunch was a raging success and made even more memorable with multiple choices so that we didn’t have to pain ourselves with the offspring of Bernard Matthews and a turkey twizzler . The winner of the money tree draw put it all behind the bar so we didn’t get home until quite late and the Brucy bonus is that it became a one meal day. Today may or may not be a foraging day but it certainly will be a day of spectacular performances when The Girl In The Bubble and her gargantuan chums at her dance class put on their Christmas Spectacular Spectacular this afternoon. Talks with my mother this morning - she is painting a Gingko tree and today is attempt number three - Chinese rice paper is so unforgiving. She reminded me of the tale of the artist and the fish:
‘A Chinese artist was commissioned to paint a fish, but took a long time to complete the work. The patron became impatient and asked the artist for the painting but the artist continued to say he was still working on it. After another year the patron visite the artist’s studio and asked again for the painting. The artist then quickly painted a fish on a sheet of paper and handed it to the patron who then asked why it took so long. The artist opened a cupboard to reveal hundreds of other fish paintings.’
Art bit - a tiny Christmas tree. May your day be fulfilling and don’t forget that the sprouts go on today. Now, where’s my koffy.S

Loving it!

 

[Krystyna23040]

I have had a lot of that sort of thing. Premonitions, deja vu, odd moments, sensing something is about to happen.

I was on the night shift in 2001, November...
I woke with a start.
And I had to go and turn the box on, the urge to see what was going on.
It was the plane approaching the twin towers in New York.

Another, was I went to school one morning and knew something was happening. I asked my teacher, a Mr Edwards, what was going on?
I told him I felt awful, but not for me, for others...
It was Aberfan. I had no idea.

The worst one tho. Was the day my brother was buried.
And after the morning service, wether my feelings were sensitive this day, I had a sense, that I really didn't want.
We arrived home, and my footie club were home this Tuesday.
I was already a bit a bit rubbish understandably, but I had this nagging feeling.
I went the game with my lads, and just sitting there watching.
I had the urge to phone Mrs L.
So I did.
I asked if Mrs L was ok?
Mrs L response was yeah, fine.
So I tried to get into the game.
Still can't remember it now, except for the phone call about ten minutes later.
Apparently Mrs L 's brother had died suddenly.

Have you ever been, in the 'moment'?
Where everything stops.
And time has no meaning.
The calmness and clarity of your conscious mind.
To cleanse your brain.
To heal your thought process.
To help you understand.
To give you meaning.
The realisation of purpose.
Something akin to a 'lightbulb moment's

We needed a holiday but couldn't go far cos of Mrs L 's back.
We went to a place in the Lake District. Near Keswick.
As you are probably aware, I love to walk so on a nice crisp morning, I did.
Found myself exploring the mountainous area around.
Found myself close to a fresh water stream near a rill.
I Sat down and the water tinkling seemed to pull me into a mindset of a contrast from the family losses in those years, far too many, and of course, far too young.
Something aroused me.
And it was as if I was in a trance, and I knew, I had to get out of that fog of my mind.
I had my family to support, I had to be strong, resilient and be clear minded for what was to happen.
I had a similar 'moment' during my fasting test in hospital. Knowing then I had to make important decisions about my dietary control and to get my health back.

I know I'm weird and have these sort of things, for most of my life.
The dreams, the deja vu, the odd thing that has made me, who I am.
And of course the vivid Technicolor story dreams, that I can't explain but have questions and coincidences that are there for me to ponder over.
I wish I knew how to control and reason these recurring stories in my sleep and why I remember them so much.

Pleasant dreams, you lot.
My bestest wishes. Enjoy your weekend.

Actually I don't think you are weird @Lamont D . There are definitely things that happen that we cannot explain.

I had a premonition about 9/11 also. We had travelled all over the world and I had only experienced the joy of anticipation before each holiday.

But not before our trip to New York. I had the most awful premonition that told me that I must not choose or plan any activities during the holiday because one of those things would be fatal.

The highlight of our holidays for me was always going to the top of the tallest building there. On our last trip we had gone to the top of the CN Tower in Toronto. I know this is a very weird enjoyment for someone who is so scared of heights.

I was so scared by the premonition that I got all the information together that my daughter would need if the worst happened. That really worried her as that was not normal for me.

Usually I am the one who compiles a list of things we must do on holiday but this time I knew I must not. I was so scared. Actually, breakfast in the restaurant at the top of Twin Towers would have been very appealing -

Yes I have been in the 'moment'
where everything stops and time has no meaning and there is calm and clarity in the conscious mind. I especially experience this walking though woodlands.

 

[Krystyna23040]

I am so glad @Krystyna23040 that you listened to that first premonition. You were the driver of that car, you felt all the noises through the foot pedal, heard all the sounds in the car and they might not have been much but it was enough to tell you that something was and felt badly wrong.

I'm so sorry you had to be hit by that white van.

Premonitions are important. A lot of this stuff is drummed out of us when we were children or growing up. Sometimes they're such a slight feeling that we don't listen to them.

I knew on a particular day I shouldn't go out in my 2CV but I did. I ended up getting a nail in the wall of my tyre when I parked. So I had to get the RAC out for a new tyre.

Another time I am driving somewhere with J. He was giving map directions, we were somewhere we had never been before. We are on a motorway. I suddenly had the most awful feeling. There was a slip road immediately ahead coming off. I indicated and turned off. J was angry, shouting at me to get back on the motorway. Seconds later there was a massive plume of black smoke coming from the traffic that had been ahead of us on the motorway, and the motorway traffic came to a standstill.

J never questioned my decision again when I was driving, and to this day I have always made sure I listen to that tiny feeling, especially when I am driving.

Yes, it is important that we do listen to these premonitions - even when they are just a tiny feeling.

Really good that you listened to your premonition and acted quickly.

 

[Krystyna23040]

5.5 this morning.

Beautiful sunshine but very windy on our morning walk. I had warm hat and scarf on and my hood up and was warm and cosy.

Just need to make one or two changes to my packing list for our Christmas break at the Victoria at Holkham. Am so looking forward to it.

 

[Annb]

I heard yesterday that my SIL in Ayrshire has been taken to Crosshouse Hospital after a fall. It's a sad tale of woe, poor soul. She lives alone - her son and daughters living not too far away, but not with her but she does have carers coming in 2 times a day because she's unable to walk at all, so can't really look after herself. They have a very odd system there which, in between times, she has to call for a carer to come in and take her to the toilet, whenever she needs it. I can't see how that is ever going to be successful since it takes about half an hour at least for that carer to reach her. Still, that's the system they use.

Yesterday morning she called this carer. The carer came but as she was helped out of the bed, her wonky knee gave way and she fell. The carers are told that if a person falls, they are not to try to catch them (I see the point of that, but I couldn't just let someone fall). Trouble was, her bedroom is very small in a tiny council flat and she fell between the bed and the wall and the carer couldn't help her to her feet on her own - that would have involved lifting, which is not allowed. The carer then had to call for assistance from a male carer who was several miles away, to bring a kind of inflating lift to get her up. It took another 3/4 hour for him to get there only to find that the device needed recharging so they plugged it in and had to wait another half hour or so for it to charge sufficiently to work.

All this time, poor Alice was stuck with her weight on her bad knee, beside the bed. Eventually they got her up. By this time two of her daughters and a granddaughter had arrived and it was clear that Alice needed an ambulance. However, the ambulance service told them that it wasn't an emergency so calling 999 was not the right service to use. They were told to phone another number, which didn't answer, or a doctor. No doctor was available either. One of her daughters and her granddaughter decided to go to the surgery - just down the road - and insist on seeing a GP. That triggered some action and the GP called an ambulance for them. The ambulance eventually came, by which time she had been waiting in agony for 4 hours.

She was taken to Crosshouse Hospital, just a few miles away, but had to stay in the ambulance for 3 hours while space was found in the corridor of A&E to take her in. There she was seen by a nurse and then a consultant but was still there, on the trolley, in A&E last night. There were no beds available for her or for the several others in the same situation. The consultant was reassuring and said the rehab department would have her walking again in no time - obviously not realising that she has been unable to walk for more than 2 years because both of her knee replacements have failed and she has been told that there is no more help for that. Actually at her age and condition, she probably wouldn't survive more surgery even if it were to be offered.

She has realised herself that she really should be in a care home now but spaces there are few and far between - waiting for someone to die to free up a bed. However, the hospital, even if they find her a bed, won't let her stay there until a space is found and will want to send her home again. How the social work department will cope with that, I can't think, short of resources as they are.

I'm sure this situation is not unique but it seems so sad for anyone to have to face this in their declining years.

 

[Lamont D]

Smashing. Children produce some wonderful art. All the best on the hunt for a swede.

Thanks @dunelm.