I did see some of the very early morning sunshine, but it has been dull since then. I have my fingers crossed that today will follow the same pattern as the last two day, and the sun will be out in the afternoon. If not then it is going to be a very dull and depressing day, and the only positive thing is that at 22° C it won't feel cold. Even the latest revision to the forecast is still predicting it will be dull with a 10% chance of rain. The middle of tomorrow may feature a lot of rain, but the evening could see some sunshine until sunset. It may only be 20° C tomorrow.

  After the excitement of going out exploring the previous day, yesterday didn't seem exciting at all. At least not at first. It seemed to take me a little time before I felt ready to wash my hair, and have a shower. After finishing my shower I put some washing in to soak, and then somehow managed to ignore it for 24 hours. Then it took a little while to cool off after the shower, and boiling my head with the hair dryer (so to speak). I can remember the time, but I think it was getting on for midday before I went out to get some shopping in Tesco.
  I bought several things that were either not good for me, or too tempting for me. One thing that I don't think I have seen before was Marmite flavoured houmous. It's sugar content looks small, but that is for a quarter of the tub, and for the whole tub the calorific value is very high. It was extremely nice, and inevitably I ate the whole tub in one sitting (using rice crackers to scoop it out).

  The second bad idea was to buy two packs, or 8 wholemeal rolls. Once again they were very tempting - particularly when experience shows that just a couple hardly dents my blood glucose. The real trouble is that I also bought some king prawns, and some sliced liver sausage. I wanted to eat roll filled with both of those (but not at the same time). Later on I would do just that - and worse !

  The afternoon was a drinking session with Jodie and Michael. Jodie arrived later than expected, and so I got a head start on her by opening a can of Guinness. The session was not one of the best, and I think that tempted me to drink more than usual. By the time Jodie left, which I think was after 7pm, I was feeling rather drunk, and ravenously hungry. That is when I started playing with fire !

  I'm not sure what I really intended to have for dinner, but I started off with two wholemeal rolls filled with king prawns dressed with some white pepper and a squirt of mayonnaise as a substitute for butter. Now the odd thing is that I didn't think those rolls were that exciting, but because there were still enough prawns left for two more rolls, I made up and ate another two rolls.

  Of course I should have stopped there, but a demon on my head made me make a couple of liver sausage rolls. I think they were nicer than the prawns, but I must admit it all seems a bit vague now. I didn't even stop there. I somehow got it into my mind that I wanted some baked beans. I had a medium sized tin of Heinz reduced salt and sugar baked beans, but their idea of reduced sugar is not that much different to other makes of baked beans standard sugar content, and certainly not a trivial amount. I ate those beans direct from the can with a sprinkling of chilli sauce. They were delicious !

  I think I half watched something on TV before going to bed. I think it was dark when I went to bed, but as the seasons move on it could still have been before 9pm. I didn't feel all that good when I laid down in bed, but I think I might have fallen asleep quite quickly. I don't remember anything until about 1am this morning. I woke up for a pee, and couldn't get back to sleep again for at least an hour, and I think it was probably closer to 2 hours.

  I'm not sure why I could get back to sleep again. I was still feeling a bit rough, and by then my hangover was developing nicely, but nothing seemed bad enough to keep me awake. I guess it was just one of those things. Having got back to sleep I slept mostly OK, but I woke up for a wee at least once. The most annoying thing is that I woke up a lot earlier than I thought was good. It was about 7am, when I would usually be getting up, and so I guess it was just habit.

  The one thing I didn't do straight away was to check my blood glucose. After the food and beer I expected it to be mega high ! I spent about an hour reading news and other stuff on the internet, and then I tried to get more sleep. I didn't have much luck getting more sleep. I tried reading for a while, and soon my eyes glazed over, and my eyelids were starting to close. Unfortunately the action of putting the book down, and turning off my bedside lamp broke the spell. I lay in bed for sometime, and just couldn't get into the right mood, or whatever, for sleep.

  Eventually I got up and pulled some trousers on. That was enough to tackle a job I had to, but didn't want to do. It was completing the washing I had left soaking 24 hours earlier. It was all nasty and cold, but at least it didn't smell. Eventually I finished it and hung it on the line to dry, and it is for that reason I am keeping my fingers crossed that despite what the forecast says, this after will be bright and sunny like the last two days.

  It was three hours later than normal when I checked my blood glucose. I don't really know if that helped much, but the figure was probably a fair bit less than my worst fears, but still very high. It was 9.8mmol/l, and just under the danger zone. It still means I ought to fast until dinner time, and ideally go for a three or more mile walk, but while my hangover is not actually painful, it still hangs there like a wet blanket on my brain, and I just don't fancy any of those things. I think I'll probably have some nice low sugar soup, which probably means lentils, for lunch. I don't think I can make any other predictions for the rest of the day. I suppose I could end up doing some gardening, but that doesn't appeal right now. Oh well, at least my poppies are looking after themselves, and doing well.