The forecast in the screenshot above has changed a fair bit since I took the screenshot. That sunny spell shown for 8am turned into snow. For the last hour or so, and maybe for another hour, there has been more light snow falling. It, and the snow which fell at around 2am, is slowly filling in the "bald" patches. The current prediction is for just light cloud from 10am to 7pm, and the temperature rising to above zero, but one by one, single, solitary degree ! From 8pm the temperature will drop below zero again, and more light snow is predicted.

  That is the forecast according to The Met Office. The BBC (Meteogroup) forecast reckons that there could be some sunny spells when the cloud gets lighter, but the temperature forecast agrees with The Met Office. Another difference is that the BBC predict no snow until as late as 11pm, and then heavy snow may fall. There might, or might not be more snowfall tomorrow. It is curious that they assign only a 10% chance of precipitation for their predicted snowfalls, but at 9am they keep to the 10% chance of "precipitation", but say there will be a full hour of sunshine ! The Met Office predict only a few sunny spells tomorrow. Both forecasters agree it will be another very cold day, although the temperature could rise to above zero before falling during the evening. The BBC goes to extremes by predicting it could go down to -4° late tomorrow night. The Met Office say only -2° C.

  The great thing yesterday was going shopping in Aldi yesterday morning, but I covered that yesterday. After that nothing much happened if you don't count eating too much crap. My left thigh muscle was still sore after slipping over on the black ice on my way to Aldi, but most of the time it was hardly noticeable. There were a few times when it was noticeable. One was going up stairs. I have concluded the exact muscle that was strained was the one used to lift the leg up. Lifting my leg up to the next step is a good example of when it would complain. It would later complain an awful lot until I learned to compensate.

  I must admit my nerve went when I thought about going for a walk in the park. Another slip like the morning one could hurt an awful lot more, and it may have even been difficult to get myself upright again without all sorts of assorted pains. Not going out pissed me off a lot, but it was partly compensated by the thought that the snow was not really that impressive. The other compensation was eating stuff that I should have kept in the cupboard for later.

  One of the first things I ate was perfectly OK in one sense. It was a couple of cans of Heinz "no added sugar" tomato soup. In another sense it was not good. I don't know what they substitute for sugar, which surely isn't needed in the first place, but that soup seems to become slightly slimy, and doesn't taste that nice. I don't think even 2 hours had passed before I wanted something nicer.

  The ironic thing is that what I chose was almost tasteless. It was a couple of "steak slices" that In had bought from Aldi earlier. The splash of tomato ketchup I put on them had a far stronger taste than the steak slices. Of course the instant diagnosis is for covid related loss of taste, but in this instance I think it was just because they were cheap crap - nasty pastry filled with a sort of brown slime. I think this is why I haven't bought these for years upon years until yesterday.

  I am forgetting the first thing I ate as a sort of breakfast yesterday. Such unhealthy, food as an anti-depressant, stuff probably set the pattern for the day. Half of it was innocent - rice crackers - but using them to scoop up first, cream cheese, and then pate, was a bit naughty. Much later in the afternoon I would indulge in 4 (or was it 5 ?) cans of beer. In my defence I would say that out of that 5 (yes, I am sure it was 5 now) only two were 440ml cans, the rest were small 330ml cans.

  My dinner might not have been so bad if I could have found a can of "no added sugar" baked beans that I thought I had. I couldn't, and had to use "full fat" beans with Cumberland sausages. That dinner should, and in practical terms, did fill me up, but I still felt sort of edgy, and TV wasn't really entertaining me enough. I ended up opening two small packets of a rice based snack.

  I can't recall what they are called, but they are puffed rice with flavouring, and the rice is formed into little disks held together just by the starch from the rice - and no held together very well. Many packets are half just individual grains. I strongly suspect those puffed grains of rice swelled up even further when soaked in beer or any drink. By the time I was heading to bed I felt quite bloated, and was starting to suffer from some acid reflux.

  The effects of acid reflux was mostly soothed by an antacid tablet. That just left me the problem of my leg. I am unsure why I hadn't noticed it earlier. Having sat on my bed I found it agony to lift my left leg up onto the bed. Later on I refined a technique of using my right leg to lift my left leg onto the bed. Once I was laying on my bed the leg gave very little problem. There was an occasional mild twinge when moving in certain ways, but that was a fraction of the pain of lifting my leg, using it's own muscles, onto my bed.

  It felt like I slept OK last night - where OK was nowhere near as good as sleep used to be 10 or more years ago. As usual I had a series of sleeps that lasted a few hours each. Last night those seemed to be quite deep sleeps. I was possibly asleep from as early as 9pm, and probably no later than 10pm, and in theory I got more than my 8 hours sleep, but I do seem to feel tired this morning. Maybe it is more a sort of fatigue tired rather than a sleepy tired, and maybe fatigue is just another name for mild depression. Once again I want to go out, but I don't think it wise.

  This morning I expected my blood glucose to have gone through the roof after all the crap I ate yesterday, although with hindsight it didn't include much that is a know strong source of sugar (except maybe those "full fat" baked beans). It was quite a relief to see my blood glucose had only gone up to 8.7mmol/l. I was expecting 10 plus - well into the danger zone. Come what may, I should have better control over what I eat today. I've already eaten most of the worst things !

  There is always a chance I might say "to hell with it" and still go out into the snow, but I feel it would probably be stupid. On the other hand, unless I slipped and did another injury, it would probably not make things worse, and could make things better. As I sit here typing these words my right leg, from buttock to calf, is complaining. That is a result of a fall last summer. I doubt I will ever know what actual damage I did then, and I just have to live with it in the hope it might get better. I have a dark feeling this now injury will be like the last. At least the old one causes very little problem when walking. In fact I would go as far as to say it causes no problem at all once I get moving. It only becomes a real nuisance when sitting down. I suspect my new injury would probably benefit from being rested for a short while, and that later on it won't trouble me when walking. At least I hope it doesn't.

  That last rambling paragraph basically says I'll probably be staying in today getting bored. I expect I'll find some little things to do sometime today, but as to what remains a mystery for now.
  This was how my garden looked at just gone 4pm yesterday (the onscreen clock is showing the correct time, but the date is not set correctly). As far as snow goes it is rather a poor show.
  I am not sure why I thought I could take a picture of the road with no more than streetlights for illumination, but it seems I have ! I used my Huawei mobile phone for this picture. It is taken through the double glazing of the windows in my bedroom, and it was a fairly long exposure. Fortunately I could steady the phone against the glass, and it has produced a pretty good picture. It just about shows that there is a new layer of snow out there after some more snow fell around 2am.