There was a small period this morning when it was dry, but from 9am it started raining. It is raining now, but the latest revision to the forecast now says the heavy rain won't start until about 4pm this afternoon. It seemed to be a very cool night, cooler than the 13° C that the latest revision to the forecast say will be the temperature from now and past midnight tonight. The forecast for tomorrow shows light cloud all day, and the temperature rising to17° C by mid afternoon. There could even be a few sunny spells in the last 2 hours before the sun sets.

   The grey sky yesterday morning meant I did very little. I didn't do a lot even when the sky started to get a bit lighter. An hour or two after that Jodie arrived and we started the Sunday afternoon boozing session. It was actually a light session. We were drinking cider instead of beer, and most of it was just 4%. It turned out that Jodie didn't think that much of some of the ciders, and I am not a great lover of cider. In the end we didn't even drink that much at all - possibly less than two pints in total.
  These were 4 of the ciders we were going to drink, but we didn't drink the two on the right at this time. We did drink the two älska ciders, and another two that were in bottles. älaska is Swedish for love, in case you are interested. There was one of can, not pictured here that we drank, and it was not cider but a fruit drink based on gin. One reason for drinking less than usual was the sky getting very dark. Jodie decided it might be better to get an early train in case it started to rain. Five minutes after she left to walk to the station the sun came out for a few minutes !
  I almost forgot that before Jodie arrived I did have a quick clear up, and one of the things I did was to take the stuff for the recycling bin out before we filled the next bag up with more empty bottles and cans. While outside I noticed a hover fly having a drink of nectar from a flower. It was so still that I wondered if it was a plastic one that my neighbour had glued to the flower, but when I saw it side on I could see it's mouth parts guzzling away at the nectar.

  I was particularly looking forward to my dinner last night. It was to be the last of my Indian takeaway from the previous night. I had actually had some Indian for breakfast. Dinner was a tandoori mixed grill, and it was very nice. I had it with half a serving of pilau rice. I wondered what to do with the other half of the rice, and made the stupid decision to have it with a can of Tesco chicken jalfrezi. It was stupid because it tasted nasty compared to the real thing.

  I was feeling rather uncomfortable after eating dinner. It was mostly because I had been constipated all day, and adding that food didn't help. It did help laying down, and that was the perfect excuse to lay in bed reading for an hour or so. I can't remember exactly when it was, but I'm sure it was before 9pm when I decided to call it a day. Just before I turned the light out I took a couple of laxative pills. It obviously had nothing to do with the pills, but 3 minutes later I was no longer constipated. Experience suggested it might mean a follow on visit to the toilet, and so I picked up my book again, and read for at least another half an hour before I was sure I could get to sleep with no interruptions.

  Before going to sleep I turned the heater on low, and for half the night I felt comfortable, but by the small hours I was feeling a bit cool, and made sure I was completely under the duvet cover. With that I was just warm enough to sleep, but not for as long as I seemed to want. I was up soon after 6am this morning to give myself plenty of time to get ready to go to Aldi at 8am for my weekly shop there.

  By that time the laxative I had taken the previous night was doing it's stuff well. I made several visits to the toilet before going to Aldi, and it didn't feel that I was empty even then. My walk to and from Aldi, plus walking round in Aldi felt OK, or even a bit good, but once I got home with my shopping I felt very tired, very quickly. It wasn't long before I visiting the toilet again. I've made one more visit since, but I do seem to be empty now.

  One thing that may have contributed to the tiredness, but I feel certain was not the root cause, was my blood glucose. The sweet cider, and all the rice I ate, send my blood glucose right up to 9.4mmol/l. It was therefore stupid that I bought a pack of sandwiches, and a post of pasta salad that I ate as breakfast this morning. Both will make my blood glucose higher, except that sometimes they don't. It is medically impossible, but sometimes it seems that my pancreas can be shocked into better performance by an occasional overload.

  One thing that won't help my blood glucose is exercise because the chances of me doing any today seems to be close to zero (and maybe even less). This is on account of the vile weather. I don't feel inclined to do anything at all today - except quietly reading and snoozing. On the other hand, I might end up doing something indoors that hasn't occurred to me yet - watch this space !