I
finally saw just the one in
public service, but
unfortunately I was on the
wrong platform, and there
was no way I could dash over
the bridge to get ton the
right platform, but at least
I managed this snap of
701031 leaving Clapham
Junction, and heading for
Shepperton. The next time I
go to Clapham Junction, or
maybe Waterloo, I hope more
will be in service, and I
will finally get a ride in
one. I strongly think that
their interiors are mostly
identical to Thameslink's
class 700 trains, Great
Northern's class 717, and
even Southeastern's class
707 trains, but it would be
nice to experience one in
person.
After Clapham
Junction I retraced my steps
using the Windrush Line to
Denmark Hill, and than a
Thameslink service back to
Catford. I didn't go
directly home from there. I
stayed to take one picture
at Catford Bridge station,
and then I walked to the
little supermarket on
Catford Bridge (the road) to
buy a few odds and ends -
including some potatoes,
some fruit, a box of sugar
free choc chip cookies, and
the inevitable top up of
some of the instant noodles
that Tesco don't stock.
My feet were aching,
my legs were aching a bit,
and I felt really tired when
I got home. I also needed a
pee....which reminds me. At
Clapham Junction I was not
exactly desperate, but I
knew I could be if I held
off having a pee too long.
Claham Junction used to have
sometimes fair toilet, but I
found they had moved to the
other side of the corridor,
and were no longer cramped,
dingy and a bit smelly. In
fact they seems rather nice.
Maybe they are just very
new, or maybe better
maintained.
Back at home I
dropped everything and went
up to the toilet to have a
pee. I then changed my
clothes to more comfortable
indoor slouching clothes.
While down to my underpants
I got on the scales, and was
pleased to see an extra low
reading, and I wondered if
it might be possible to keep
it that low. The answer is
no, but not an emphatic no.
One reason why I
couldn't keep my weight that
low was because I had what
was quite a big lunch. I had
two ciabatta rolls. One was
filled with the last of the
ham from a packet opened a
day or two ago, and the
other had beef in it. Both
had babyleaf salad leaves in
it, and the beef had
horseradish sauce, and the
ham had mustard. I thought
they would be fairly light,
but they seemed slightly
heavy going. It made me
wonder why I also ate a
small tub of stuffed vine
leaves as well.
Apart from stopping
for that food, and then
again for dinner just before
6pm I almost spent the rest
of the afternoon, and half
the evening slaving over a
hot photo editor. I have to
admit I did stop to watch a
bit of TV as well, but
sometime I just listened to
the TV while I made my way
through all 155 photos I had
taken. Many of those photos
were of the same subject
taken under slightly
different conditions to see
which was best.
As I mentioned
further up the page, I found
I had taken pictures of 21
trains I had never
photographed before, and
they and their numbers ended
up in my big spreadsheet.
That was quite a "bag" for
only an adventure lasting
just 3 and a half hours, or
so I estimated. I am not
sure when I finished the
last picture, but it seemed
I only had a bit of time to
rest before it was bedtime.
I didn't stop at just
train pictures, I also took
a picture of the box my
dinner came in. I was unsure
about this ready meal, It
could have been good or it
could have been bad. One
definite thing is that
having it with rice would
have probably have been a
good idea. It did seem
rather rich, and rather
greasy, but it was very
tasty. As I ate it I decided
that maybe it was too rich,
and that I would be plagued
with heartburn when I went
to bed, but I wasn't. I
think I will buy another
some day to try with rice.
Maybe following it with a
nice big orange, a pear and
half and apple rounded it
off well.
I think I was asleep
soon after 9pm, but I woke
up a couple of hours later
because In thought I needed
a pee. I did have one but it
did not seem big enough to
need getting up then. I
think I was just
uncomfortable in several
other ways. I don't think my
legs and feet hurt, but it
did seem hard to get them
comfortable when I got back
to bed. I'm not sure what
else to say was
uncomfortable, but for once
it was not heartburn.
I ended up by getting
up again, and reading some
stuff on my PC while a
couple of paracetamol
tablets helped reduce or
cleared some discomforts. It
was a little after midnight,
and another, and slightly
bigger pee, before I got
back into bed. Initially it
seemed I would still not get
back to sleep, but suddenly
I was waking up to go for
another pee a few hours
later. I never really
measure time and quantities,
but it seemed like I was
going for a pee as often as
most nights, but the
quantities seemed smaller
than usual. I know I had
dreams, and there was one I
could almost describe if
only I could remember a few
more details from it.
It seemed early, but
I got up at about 6:25 am.
It was another of those
times when it seems my
subconscious knew more about
what was wanted than my
conscious mind thought. As
usual I went to the toilet
for a pee, but this morning
I didn't poo, although I did
let out a very smelly fart.
I then got on the scales and
I was very pleased to see
that despite what I thought
was very dodgy eating, I had
lost 500gm. I am now at that
critical weight where I can
either improve upon it, or
ruin it all - usually after
some booze has given my a
raging appetite.
Could it be that the
small amount of peeing in
the night was a sign my
blood glucose would be very
low this morning? Sadly no,
but my readings were all
acceptable. The Contour
meter read 8.6mmol/l. That
is OK, although I would
prefer it to be a bit lower.
The GlucoRX meter read
7.6mmol/l, and if that was
right it would be very good.
The Sinocare meter read
8.5mmol/l - possibly the
first time it has read lower
than the Contour meter ! One
thing this morning was that
my finger prick did not
supply a good bead of blood
without a lot of squeezing
and massaging. I suspect
that my account for how each
reading is very different.
The main thing on the
agenda for today is to wash
my hair, have a shower, and
make my way to The Jolly
Farmers for my usual couple
of pints of Guinness on a
Wednesday lunchtime. I fully
expect I will be there there
on my own. As usual I will
take a small pocket camera,
but I doubt I will see any
new trains today, but I
might see a squirrel or
something. It should be
easily warm enough to leave
my arms bare. If I wasn't
carrying a camera, two pens,
and two copies of The Metro,
I would leave my coat off,
but I will wear my
sleeveless denim jacket to
carry some of the
stuff.....although I could
take one of my courier bags
for all my bits and pieces.
This afternoon I can imagine
I will be extra lazy -
probably for the evening too
!