RichardsUsername
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- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 2
Thank you. Just shows what can be done.Very well done
Thank you. Just shows what can be done.Very well done
you too. Have fun filling up the freezer.Morning all. 7.1, which is understandable as I realised when I got up I hadn’t had any basal before bed! Looked at my pen end and sure enough it stated it was 23 hours since I last used it! What a numpty! But on the bright side I got my third unicorn on the trot! Pun intended.
Anyhoo, it’s under 5c this morning which surprised me as I’ve been sweating all night and very restless, hence the early hour. Or it could be I’m excited about my new freezer arriving between 10-12 today. Perhaps a mix of both.
Have a good day folks. 🙂
Goodness, I didn’t realise they still did that! When I sold my first car, I was in my early twenties, and I'd thrashed it dashing up the M4 to London, and then sitting in traffic jams, had needed the clutch and the exhaust replaced, and a huge dent knocked out when someone ran into the back of me. I was amused later to see it for sale in the local garage with the label 'one lady owner' with all the visions that conjures up of a nice gentle driver who took it to church once a week.While they were doing the repair I had a browse around the used car place next door and noticed that one or two of the cars were labelled 'One Lady Owner'. Why is that considered to be a positive when advertising a used car? Gender neutral clearly hasn't filtered down to the used car industry.
Want to hear something worse? When we were looking at new cars last year we were in a showroom and noticed that the cover of the brochure for the one we were interested in had an attractive blonde model sitting on the bonnet. I asked the salesman if she came with it and he winked and said 'afraid not', to which I immediately replied 'what I mean is, I didn't think you advertised cars that way anymore'. About time some people caught up with the times, I think.Goodness, I didn’t realise they still did that! When I sold my first car, I was in my early twenties, and I'd thrashed it dashing up the M4 to London, and then sitting in traffic jams, had needed the clutch and the exhaust replaced, and a huge dent knocked out when someone ran into the back of me. I was amused later to see it for sale in the local garage with the label 'one lady owner' with all the visions that conjures up of a nice gentle driver who took it to church once a week.