Showing posts with label Canned Heat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Canned Heat. Show all posts

Friday, 5 September 2025

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 5-9-2025 — On the Road.

5th September, 2025: On the Road.


Were you here, yesterday?

Then you’ll know two things.

I had my quarterly, HbA1c, test, yesterday.

And … ?

The bulb in the lamp sitting next to me failed.

I’m going to try and get replacement bulbs, today.

They’re needed, I think.

But … ?

And wouldn’t you know it … ?

The damn lamp switched on, this morning.

I think I’m getting a case of the hives … 

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I also had blood tests, yesterday.

And … ?

The results should come in, in about a week or so.

I have a phone appointment on the 26th: which is where I find out the results.

This morning, though … ?

I’ve got the radio on, as always: and the BBC News, and the Today programme, has told me thousands of people will need re-testing for type two diabetes.

As some 55, 000 people have been misdiagnosed with the condition, as a result of wrongly-calibrated equipment.

I don’t think I’m affected: the results from the blood sugar monitor I have, tell me that.

Along side the lack of ill effects from the medications I’m on.

But?

I did have an oddly low reading from the quarterly tests, a few months back.

And have always wondered about that … 

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Tuesday, 26 February 2019

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 26th February, 2019.

26th February, 2019.


Right … 

Before my mouse runs out of go … ?

Today’s earworm is the Madison Avenue tune, Don’t Call Me Baby.


Why the hell I’ve woken up with Australia’s finest working it’s way through my head, I really don’t know.

But … ?

I usually find the only way to get rid of them, is to pass them on!

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The OTHER thing … ?

I’ve got another interview, today.

In Romford, wouldn’t you know?

Now … if you ask me if I’m nervous?

I’d have to say yes.

I’d also have to say “I don’t want to go”: but that’s the nerves, again.

Either way … ?

Wish me luck.

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As another thought … ?

I read this piece on the BBC’s website, yesterday.

About how poorly parked cars in the Essex town of Rowhead had blocked access for emergency vehicles.

Personally?

That street’s got my sympathies.

As I’ve been saying emergency vehicle access down my street is just as bad … for the past decade … 

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