The forecast has been revised in a negative direction since I took the screenshot above. It is sunny as I wrote this, but the sun may go in at 10am. It could reappear again for some sunny spells at 11am. After that things get dull, and rain is now predicted to fall from as early as 2pm. From 4pm it is predicted that the rain won't stop until after midnight, and some of it might be heavy rain. The afternoon should be 20° C. At the moment tomorrow is forecast to have random sunny spells and rain showers, but it could be 21° C.

  Yesterday was not a very productive day, but it was enjoyable.I'm not sure how much time passed in the morning before I was ready to go out. I don't really remember doing much in the morning. I guess I was just being very relaxed about it or something. Maybe I was subconsciously making myself too late to go for a longer walk before heading to The Jolly Farmers in the hope of having a drink with Angela.
  I did manage to leave early enough to take a relaxed walk through the park. As I crossed the bridge, over the river, between the park and the hospital grounds, I noticed a couple of the "friends of the river pool" taking a day trip down stream to the River Ravensbourne where they were doing some rubbish clearance. It was a time when I wish I had more than my mobile phone camera to take the picture. A bit of real (optical) zoom would have been handy, but it is still possible to see the man on the rocks gathering rubbish, and in the distance there is a lady in chest high waders carrying a black bag for rubbish. I think her name is Donna. I would have stopped for a few minutes to say hi if they had been a bit closer.

  It was while on the bridge that I sent a text message to Angela to say I would be in the pub. She didn't hesitate to reply that she would not be far behind me - and she wasn't. My Guinness hadn't finished pouring when she came into the pub. We had a very nice hour together, and I had several secrets revealed to me. I think Angela was busting to tell someone she trusted about them. None were of any great importance, but it felt good to be trusted enough to hear them.

  That one hour didn't seem to last long enough, and we were soon walking back towards Angela's workplace. While we were in the pub the sun had come out full strength, and was feeling really hot. By the time I had said goodbye to Angela, and reached home, I was feeling very warm, and as I said at the top of the page, it felt really hot in the sun trap of my smaller than a phone box front porch.

  My original plan, or maybe just thought, was to have some soup when I got home from the pub. I usually feel peckish after a couple of pints of Guinness and a just over half mile walk. I thought it might be a bit dull, and not feeling warm at all. Under such circumstances a can (or two) of soup would have gone down well, but it was too hot for that. I just had some rice crackers and cheese. Soon after that I lay on my bed to read a bit, but ended up having a snooze that lasted for a full hour - at least that is what I guess, but I don't really know what time I fell asleep. I do know I woke up at 4pm.

  One of the things I wanted to do in the afternoon was to check on a rumour I had heard. It was that those of us over 50, and who had the double jab of the Astra Zeneca vaccine, would be offered a booster shot of the Pfizer vaccine because the two vaccines together are thought to give better immunity to one or more of the Covid variants/mutations. I confirmed the rumour, and also found out that the 3rd jabs may start in September. There was also speculation that like the 'flu vaccine, there could be shots offered every autumn to take account of more variations cropping up.

  While doing this research I came across some interesting information. It was that it was found that those who have had the double vaccination could still catch Covid, but that the symptoms were usually extremely mild. So mild that they could be mistaken for the common cold. In some ways this is not surprising because the common cold is caused by many variations of corona viruses that we have developed a partial natural immunity to over the last 300 or more years.
  The above are the symptoms listed for those who have caught Covid after being double vaccinated. These were the symptoms I was complaining about last Sunday ! I think I may have joked that it must have been Covid because that is the current scapegoat for all and everything, but maybe I really was suffering from Covid. It felt more like the sort of cold that might be good for a couple of days off school, or maybe a day off work, but no more. It is hard to say when mine started. Maybe it was already weakening me when I was struggling to reach the station after my few hours at Chatt Fest. I do know that by Monday afternoon it was as good as over. It seems to be another indicator that the common cold is the result of out bodies having learnt, partial, immunity to Corona viruses that would have been killers centuries ago.

 It didn't seem long after I finished my research until dinner time. I fancied something simple, and hopefully without too much sugar in it. I settled on some grilled sausages with just one, albeit quite big, tomato that I sliced and cooked with the sausages. It was a tasty, but somehow not fully satisfying dinner. It wasn't long before I had some cheesed and rice crackers.  I watched some TV during and after dinner. The last thing was an old episode of QI on Dave. That finished at 9pm, and I then went to bed.

  Last night was very typical of many nights. After reading for a while I felt like I could fall asleep easily - I couldn't for some time, and then suddenly I was asleep. I know I got up quite a few times in the night...well I say that, but it all seems so vague now. What I do remember was a few seconds of just one of probably many dreams. It was memorable because it was so strange. I was walking down a road with a friend. It was dry on our side of the road, but there was torrential rain on the other side. The dream ended as we were just about to turn a corner that would take us into the torrential rain.

  I woke up at about 6am, and thought it felt a bit chilly again. Like the last half a dozen or more mornings, I turned the heater on low, and went back to bed. At first I seemed to hardly sleep, and it seemed like I was drifting in and out of sleep every 10 minutes (or so it seemed). At some point, maybe once the room warmed a little, I went into a deep sleep. I was startled to realise it was gone 8am when I next woke up.

  It is odd how some days I think I have been reckless with what I have eaten and the next day my blood glucose is a lot lower than expected, and there are days like yesterday when I thought I had selected what I ate carefully, and expected a nice low blood glucose reading. It didn't work out like that. This morning my blood glucose was 8.6mmol/l. That is only very slightly above my monthly average for the last couple of months, but I had hoped it might be as low as yesterday, 8.0mmol/l, and ideally a bit lower than that.

  Today I have many chances of getting a really bad blood glucose reading tomorrow. The only thing of note today is an afternoon boozing session with Jodie, and hopefully Michael too. Today should have been the second in the new series of Thursday club sessions in The Shortlands Tavern, but it is Chris' girlfriends birthday today, and he is doing something with her today. I have at least one beer that will be very nice, but also very sweet. It is the Abbot reserve that I pictured yesterday. I expect there could be other beers with more sugar in them than is good for me.