The forecast
                                  web page has been revised today. Note
                                  the little downward pointing
                                  spikes/arrows/Vs for each hour. They
                                  weren't there yesterday morning.
                                  Anyhow, this morning, as the forecast
                                  predicted, is nice and sunny with an
                                  almost clear blue sky. That clear sky
                                  meant this morning was quite chilly,
                                  but it is warming up, and should reach
                                  21° C this afternoon. That should feel
                                  quite warm in direct sunshine.
                                  Tomorrow should also reach 21° C, but
                                  theearly afternoon may be a bit dull.
                                  There could be sunny spells for a lot
                                  of the morning, and then again from
                                  3pm until sunset.
                                  
                                     There is almost nothing
                                  to say about yesterday morning apart
                                  from what I have already written early
                                  yesterday morning. As far as I can
                                  remember I did nothing except start
                                  some washing, but I never got further
                                  than leaving it soaking in detergent.
                                  It is hard to recollect exactly what
                                  happened, mainly because nothing did,
                                  but I think I just kept putting off
                                  doing it until it was too late.
                                  
                                    In the afternoon I had to do a
                                  little preparation for a beer drinking
                                  session with Jodie. I invited Michael,
                                  but he was too busy to pop by. I think
                                  my preparation was no more than wash
                                  and polish a few glasses, and wipe a
                                  few old beer spill stains off the
                                  table (fortunately covered with a wipe
                                  clean PVC tablecloth. Jodie arrived at
                                  about 3.30pm, and we started on the
                                  first beer. Fortunately for me I
                                  provided all the beers except a two
                                  that Jodie left here. It was fortunate
                                  because I enjoyed the beers I had
                                  provided, and the two that Jodie left
                                  from am earlier session were also both
                                  nice.
                                  
                                    It made a change to have nice
                                  beers. Some of the beers that Jodie
                                  brings are very weird, and it is hard
                                  to believe they can legitimately be
                                  called "beers". The closest to weird
                                  stuff was a beer I bought from Aldi.
                                  It was a chocolate orange flavoured
                                  stout. I don't think I could make a
                                  habit of drinking it, but one can was
                                  nice. Jodie was a bit ambivalent about
                                  it - neither liking or hating it. I
                                  suppose my feeling wee almost similar,
                                  but with a slight bias to liking it.
                                  
                                    One other event yesterday was
                                  the delivery of a bottle of
                                  Ballantine's whisky that I had ordered
                                  from Amazon back in July. I'm sure it
                                  was caught up in a huge Brexit customs
                                  delay, but it was finally delivered
                                  just in time for Jodie to have a
                                  taste. Her verdict was that it needed
                                  some Diet Coke in it. I must say I
                                  didn't find it to be a whisky I could
                                  slowly sip, and get very drunk on, and
                                  I am not sure why. If it was something
                                  obvious like being far too smoky it
                                  would be easy to say, but there was
                                  some unknown flavour that spoiled it.
                                  
                                    Some might say I was just
                                  careless, but I would say it was
                                  ongoing research to test the limits of
                                  my tolerance. I am talking about my
                                  lunch. I had a rather nice bowl of
                                  chill flavoured noodles followed by a
                                  strange vegan sort of snack (or meal).
                                  The latter was a lot of gravel and
                                  grains, plus a few red beans in a sort
                                  of "add boiling water" pot noodle sort
                                  of way. I guess it could have had some
                                  merit because it tasted awful enough.
                                  The noodles were very nice, but I had
                                  an idea they may be a source of hidden
                                  sugar. I'm not sure sure about that
                                  mixed grain pot.
                                  
                                    My dinner should have been
                                  safer. It was oven cooked haddock in
                                  batter with tinned peas. The funny
                                  thing is that the day before I had cod
                                  and thought it might have been haddock
                                  because it didn't taste as expected.
                                  Last night's haddock, and it
                                  definitely said haddock on the
                                  container, tasted more like cod.
                                  Weird, ain't it ? I'm not sure about
                                  the peas because they were an almost
                                  unknown make, but it should have been
                                  mostly healthy for me.
                                  
                                    My sleep was a bit odd last
                                  night. Most of it was good, but at 1am
                                  something odd happened after getting
                                  up for a wee (although I don't think
                                  it had anything to do with that). I
                                  got back into bed and felt really hot.
                                  I was soon feeling very sweaty. It
                                  could have been some sort of fever,
                                  but they usually make you shiver.
                                  Maybe it was my liver having a freak
                                  out as it was dealing with all the
                                  booze in my blood (I was slightly
                                  drunk when I went to bed).
                                  
                                    I seemed to cool back to normal
                                  in an hour or less, although I think I
                                  fell asleep again before I cooled to
                                  normal so that one hour is a guess. I
                                  seemed to sleep well until as dawn
                                  approached I seemed to have dream
                                  after dream. I'll only comment on one
                                  dream because it is easy to describe.
                                  It was about a new Woolworths
                                  appearing somewhere in Catford. It's
                                  notable feature was it's size. It was
                                  huge ! The back half was devoted to
                                  fine clothes, clothing, and ballroom
                                  dancing. It had it's own ballroom with
                                  orchestra ! The front half was more
                                  normal with counters selling all the
                                  stuff that a typical Woolworths used
                                  to sell.
                                  
                                    My "experimenting", or
                                  foolhardiness meant my blood glucose
                                  had risen to 8.6mmol/l this morning.
                                  That is not bad as such, but it spoils
                                  any chance of getting my end of month
                                  average figure to less than 8.5mmol/l.
                                  In fact I don't see it happening now.
                                  I think this month's average is going
                                  to be very similar to the last 3 or 4
                                  months, but that still merited the
                                  nurse saying I had "good control" of
                                  my diabetes.
                                  
                                    I've been quite busy this
                                  morning. I finished the laundry I
                                  started yesterday, and got it on the
                                  washing line to dry before 9am this
                                  morning (but only just). In today's
                                  warm sunshine it should be dry by 6pm.
                                  Once the bath was free of my washing
                                  buckets I had a shave, shampoo, and a
                                  shower. I think I feel clean enough to
                                  face company now. Once I have finished
                                  writing this I am going to dash out to
                                  Tesco to buy yet more cans of soup,
                                  and hopefully a bottle of orange
                                  flavoured Jameson's whiskey. I have
                                  seen a picture of a bottle of it
                                  bought from, I think, the Elmers End
                                  Tescos. I just hope the Catford branch
                                  has some.
                                  
                                    After Tesco I think I'll be
                                  going for a gentle walk in the park,
                                  and on to The Jolly Farmers where I
                                  hope to meet Angela. I still have
                                  doubts about whether I should bother.
                                  Oh well, I'll just have to see how we
                                  react.
                                  
                                    I nearly forgot to show this.
                                  This was the view to the west at
                                  7:16pm last night. That pink sky
                                  really did herald a nice morning, and
                                  if the forecast holds true, a nice
                                  day.