The latest revision to the weather forecast had only made one small change to that shown in the screenshot above. That small change is to say there should be sunny spells right now. There were a few earlier, but when I look at the sky it seems unlikely to be any more for a while. The sky is almost 100% light grey at the moment. Maybe the sunny spells may return at 6pm, maybe earlier, or maybe not at all. Today is going to be cooler than recently - just 19° C. Tomorrow may be 20° C, but any joy from that is flattened by the prediction of light, possibly drizzly rain all day !

   I can't describe yesterday as good, but than again, I can't describe it as a bad day. I have to say that the sunny spells, even when the sun was quite hazy, were very cheering, and under other circumstance I could have easily raised the enthusiasm to go out even if it was no more than a short walk to the shops. I did have in mind, as I think I mentioned yesterday morning, the idea that I might have done some free, but mostly pointless train travel using my Freedom Pass. For some strange reason I want to see what Woolwich Dockyard station looks like. As far as I can remember I have only gone through it on a train, and never got off there. I am not expecting to see a relic of the past, even though that is what I would hope for, but....I dunno, I'm just curious.

  Until the time got near for Jodie to arrive I did a bit more of the long job I do from time to time - that of getting every mp3 file, whether it is music, or something like a recording of the radio, onto one master hard disk. It is quite a tedious job, and will get worse as I go through some older disk or CDs trying to find stuff that isn't already in the master collection. A further complication is when, for instance, on some disks an album by The Strawbs could be files as just Strawbs. At this point I must confess I don't which is correct. A further complication on top of that is they could be files under Strawbs, The. There are many bands that might, or might not have a "The" at the start of their name.

  Once again Jodie arrived feeling a bit off colour. Apparently she had been to an awful gig the night before, and could have gone to another instead of coming here. Coming here was the better option for her. We didn't really get through that much beer, but it was enough to perk her up, and she left in time to get a train just before 7pm heading for London Bridge instead of home. Having had some hair of the dog she was off to meet another mate for a couple of drinks in a pub near London Bridge.

  After eating two cheese and tomato rolls for breakfast, and one packet of crisps while drinking, I decided I had better have nothing worse than a couple of cans of soup known for their low sugar content. I had a can of leek and potato, and a can of lentil soup. They were both very nice, but it seems they didn't fully satisfy me... well not when I was hovering on boredom watch a movie on Talking Pictures TV.

  The movie, or film as we would say in England, was the classic from 1949 "Passport To Pimlico". It is a really wonderful film, and somehow part predicted Brexit troubles, but in the opposite direction. If there was one problem is that I have seen it enough time before that there were times when I felt very slightly bored. The problem with that is that I hit the rice crackers and cheese. That wasn't good. There was also the problem that bloody Lee phoned up, and started wittering away as the climax of the film approached. He only hung up as the film ended.

  I went to bed straight after (almost - I brushed my teeth first). I read for a little while, but I may have been asleep around 10pm. Last night was one of those nights where you think you are sleeping badly because you don't realise that you have actually slept solidly for maybe 3 hours even if it only feels like 10 minutes - unless the clock was lying ! I ended up getting up at about 7am as I usually do. It didn't feel like I had got all the sleep I thought I wanted, but everything was fine until I started writing this paragraph, and couldn't stop yawning !

  The bad news this morning was that my blood glucose only dropped from 9.1mmol/l yesterday to 9.0mmol/l this morning. Today I have to do my best to fast for as long as I can, and ideally to dinnertime. This is tricky because I needed to do a bit of shopping this morning, and I have been to Iceland. I had to close my eyes when passing some of their fridges. It was a bit annoying that all the soup they sell is made by Heinz, and with a few exceptions, most of it is not as low in sugar as I desire. However, I did stock up on these.....
  There are two catches with these sugar free biscuits, plus one awful thing. "Zeroh" just sounds crap ! They say sugar free, but they do have some residual sugar, and of course they are all carbohydrate that the body converts to sugar. They are a semi-good idea, but they have to be treated with respect - very much so when you consider their calorific value. They are a good example of how low sugar and low calories rarely go together.
  I saw this sight through my kitchen window quite early this morning. It is only the second time I have seen a squirrel in my garden, and on the first occasion it leapt off the fence onto the bird table. This time it travelled across the garden to climb up the tree stump that the bird table is fixed to. I can't really tell if it managed to get any peanuts through the wire mesh, but it probably did...at least I have seen magpies manage it so it is not impossible.

  Now comes the question of what I am going to do today. I know I definitely need a good distraction today if I am going to fast until early evening (6pm) if I can. I am hovering on the idea of going out railway station spotting (for want of a better description). I don't fancy a long walk in the park even if it would be more beneficial to me. What I really feel like now is a brief lay down to let my muscles and joints relax after sitting here typing for so long. I will probably do just that !