We are most definitely going through a period when forecast the weather seems to be impossible. The heavy rain for 6, 7 and 8am, shown in the screenshot above, turned out to be just enough to keep the road looking damp, and even then I think it was just in the form a few very light passing showers. The latest revision says 9 and 10am will feature sunny spells. I suppose it is possible, but it doesn't look likely when I look out the window. It now says 5pm will feature an hour of full sunshine instead of sunny spells. I would be surprised to see any sun today, but you never know. The afternoon should feature heavy cloud, but it may not rain (unless I want to go out), and it should be 13° C, which would be a fair temperature to lure me out. I think the forecast for tomorrow is the same as the forecast made for today, yesterday, dry, non stop white cloud, and 10 or 11° C. I expect that to change dramatically by about this time tomorrow.

   Going shopping in Aldi turned out to be the main event of the day yesterday. I guess I still had a hangover until early afternoon because I just didn't fancy doing anything except quietly reading, and trying to snooze. I can't remember if I did fall asleep or not, but I can definitely remember putting the book down several times and "resting my eyes".

  There was one other thing I did yesterday morning, and into very early afternoon. It was to eat stuff I shouldn't have. In some cases I shouldn't have even bought some of the stuff I ate. I mentioned yesterday that I had sushi for breakfast, and that I was very aware it has a high sugar content (possibly indirectly through the starch in the rice). The cheese and bean slices (a sort of variant on a cheap and nasty Cornish pasty) were very naughty, but sadly they were nice (and might have been nicer still after 30 seconds in the microwave to gently warm them).  I think I had some wheat crackers with cream cheese for a late lunch.

  I did have some ideas about going out in the early afternoon, but that was on the assumption it might have been a bit brighter than it actually was, and of course, that it wasn't raining - which it was ! All that did was to make me feel more depressed and fuelled my desire to eat. It is hard to say when it was for reasons that might be explainable in a minute, but some time around mid afternoon, maybe as early as 3pm, but possibly nearer 4pm, my brain was starting to stir, and I started a sort of project.

  The doubt about when I started it is because I wasn't really intending to start anything at all. I was just curious about an old PC that I was considering throwing out. That started a chain of events that were quite frustrating. Without doing anything else I turned it on to see what would happen. The first thing was that I realised it was not the 1.8GHz Athlon processor I thought it was, but a 700MHz Pentium III processor.

  That is not a very powerful processor, but after declaring that one of the hard disks needed repairing it booted up to an old version of Linux Mint. It was all very creaky, and I thought it could do better. I changed two things and it was never the same again ! I took out the old RAM and replaced it with 512MB of RAM. The RAM tested OK, and should have worked, but I experienced frequent crashes.

  I spent hours fiddling around with that PC. Using some other RAM I got it to boot off a live Linux DVD, but the screen resolution was terrible. I fitted a PCI graphics card that I knew was supported, and turned off the onboard graphics. That didn't help at all. After a lot of experimentation I began to suspect the hard disk (the other thing I had changed). I have no idea what the mechanism is, but I think that somehow that hard disk is messing us the data bus somehow. The last think I did before giving up on it, and preparing dinner, was to find another hard disk to try in it - maybe today.

  I kept my dinner fairly simple to try and lessen the damage done by all the other stuff I had eaten during the day (which also included a few other unlisted snacks). It was basically just some grilled pork shoulder steaks with some special tomato ketchup. It was balsamic vinegar and sun dried tomato ketchup, and it's sugar content was rather high, but fortunately you don't drink it by the pint !

  I ended up watching quite a lot of TV last night. As usual I started off with a couple of Star Trek episodes, and then I turned the TV off for 20 minutes before turning it back on to watch QI on Dave. The last thing I watched was "Have I Got More News For You". The programme listings didn't mention it was originally from 2019. I thought I might be seeing some current news (in a way). I haven't watched a single news broadcast for over a year now, and I really have little idea what is going on in the world, or what sinister things our government is getting up to lately (although I have seen other stuff strongly suggesting we are taking another step into a police state with a new bill giving the police more power to be judge, jury and hangman.

  It was very late, well gone 11pm before I went to bed. I guess I must have had a good night because I remember very little about it. I have a vague recollection of getting up for a wee a few times, and some hazy memories of dreams, but it seemed like no time had passed until it was 6am, and it seemed to be time to get up. Upon actually getting out of bed I seemed to have collected quite a few aches and pains while sleeping. All of them were the usual ones, but they did seem a bit more active than normal.

  I knew that all the crap I ate yesterday would have a bad effect on my blood glucose level, and I wasn't wrong. This morning it was 9.5mmol/l. At least it was under 10mmol/l which is considered to be into the danger zone. I feel I ought to try and fast for a lot of today, and if possible a 3 mile or more walk would be advantageous. Going for such a walk would make fasting a lot easier, but I seem to have lost the desire to go out when it is grey and damp. At least I can't say cold and damp, but 13° C is still very marginal.

 I don't know how trustworthy the web site https://www.worldometers.info/coronavirus/ is, but these figures seem to reflect on a larger scale the figures quoted in the NHS leaflet I got when I had my first Covid jab. Each death is obviously a personal tragedy for someone, but when standing back, and  taking a broader view, one fiftieth dying of the one in a hundred who caught the virus is a very, very small number. That seems a very small number in my book. A year ago the more sensational press made it sound like there would be bodies piled at the end of every road. I am not aware of anyone dying from Covid in the road I live in.