Today could well be wet, but so far all I have seen is a few spots of rain on the pavement. There seems to be an agreement between the Met Office and the BBC that this afternoon could get very wet. It would seem that it is also going to be quite a cool day once that rain starts pouring down. The latest revision to the forecast remains adamant that between 1pm and 2pm the temperature will drop from 11° C to 8° C. The temperature could be down to a very chilly 3° C by 6am tomorrow, but a sunny morning should warm things up to 11° C  again. Tomorrow afternoon is currently predicted to be cloudy with no sign of the sun. We shall have to wait until next Tuesday to see that in abundance - maybe !

  All the productive things I did yesterday was packed into the first few hours of the morning, before I started writing this blog/diary. I wrote all about it yesterday. After I finished writing I did very little apart from setting up the dining room table for the traditional Thursday afternoon boozing session. I probably passed a lot of the time reading, and I think I had a snooze, but it all seems a blur now.

  Curiously enough, the afternoon, although it featured lots of booze, is less of a blur because definite things happened, Beer bottles and cans were opened and drunk for one thing ! Annoying Jodie by telling her phone to do a software update was another thing. She had been unable to do it because her phone was totally clogged with pictures and videos. Once again I guided her through the process of moving a lot of pictures to an external USB memory stick. Ideally she needs a new uSD memory card in the phone because the 32GB in it is also completely full.

  We got through quite a few beers yesterday, and one of them was extra strong - 12% !! A few of the others were a bit strong, but I guess the average was around 5%. Of course that is still quite strong compared to usual pub beer. Jodie got so engrossed with her phone, as she often does, but yesterday seemed worse, that I ended up opening two bottles of beers that Jodie didn't try - mainly because she was not interested in them.

  With the added wait for Jodie's phone to finish updating it ended up as a very long session, and I don't think that Jodie left until 7.30pm to get the next Hayes train at 7.48pm. As soon as she left I tucked into my dinner - some well cooked sausages, and a mix of mange tout and fine green beans. I had precooked both earlier in the day, and they just needed warming up. I had what should have been a safe dessert of sugar free vanilla wafers.

  It wasn't all that long after eating dinner that I went to bed. I felt a bit drunk, and I felt a bit full. As I lay in bed trying to get to sleep it felt like I had indigestion - acid indigestion. One burp brought an acid taste up, and I had to get up again to take some antacid tablets. It was fortunate that I had bought extra antacid tablets when I was in Poundland in the morning. I did wonder if I was going to vomit, but fortunately not.

  I eventually got to sleep, but I didn't seem to sleep very well. My dreams seemed to feature travelling on trains. Two brief instants seem to have stuck in my mind. The first was moving through a train, looking for a good seat while carrying a blue plastic covered clipboard with some papers on it. I also seemed to be wearing a white shirt, and possibly a tie. I was on a train from somewhere on the coast heading towards London, and I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to buy a ticket. At one point I came across the guard, and I expected to be challenged to show my ticket like everyone else had to do. He took one look at my white short, and clipboard, and assumed I was staff, and didn't need a ticket. Phew !

  The other bit of dream was standing at the front of the leading coach. There was a window there, and because the loco that hauled the train was very low it was possible to see over it, and see where we were going. The view out of the front of a train is always fascinating, but it is extremely rare to see it in real life. Only some of the small diesel trains, almost based on bus chassis (and some were actually bus chassis), that used to run on some rural line well away from London, had windows at the front that you could see out of provided the driver didn't pull down the blinds behind him.

  This morning, predictably enough, I have a hangover. Once again it is not a painful one, but I still feel "foggy", and have no desire to do much of anything today. Unfortunately there is one thing I have to do, and that is to fast for as long as I can. This morning my blood glucose is appallingly high, and into the danger zone. Ideally I should run up a mountain or two as well as fast, but the weather is not good even for a walk in the park. It means that fasting is even more important today if I am going to end up having a sedate day. I can't, or won't even do any gardening in the rain !