My downstairs thermometer said the temperature was just 1.6° C at about 7.30am, and there was a frost. With luck it will warm up to 9° C by mid afternoon, and it will be helped by there probably being a mix of sunshine and sunny spells today. It might look good, and even feel good from behind glass, but it is going to feel very nippy out there. Tomorrow might manage 13° C, but it seems it will probably be a cloudy day with no sign of the sun.
 
  Yesterday may have been very dull, but somehow it seemed like a good day....or maybe one of the better days recently might be more accurate. I didn't do much in the morning except a bit of tidying up, and some glass polishing ready for some beers in the afternoon. I was considering going to Tesco during the morning, but it was after midday when I went out - not to Tesco, but to the mini supermarket on Catford Bridge.

  I bought a selection of stuff from there. There was no reason except for curiosity that I bought some packets of instant noodles. They were Polish (of other E. European) style instead of pretending to be Chinese. I bought a few beers, and some snackpots. The latter were of the bean salad type, but they didn't have the bean salad. They did have some couscous and and similar things. Finally there were two very significant things. Some fresh baked, unwrapped, seeded crusty loaf, and a packet of spicy Turkish sliced beef.

  In the afternoon Jodie and Michael came over for a beer session. Jodie was in an odd but happy mood. She was looking forward to another date after leaving  here. It was with the man she recently met. She wasn't drinking much so she had room for more beer with him. Michael was in his usual very talkative way. He can barely communicate any more than basic things with his deaf wife, and so he takes the opportunity to talk non stop once he has an audience who can hear him.

  Michael left first at almost 5.30pm, and Jodie left just after 6pm to get the 6.18pm train from the station. I had drunk more then either of them, and while I didn't feel particularly drunk, or even drunk at all, it was enough to lower my barriers/control over eating. I thought I felt starving, and so my big serving of roast sprouts, bacon and chestnuts (roasted from frozen from a bag found at the back of the freezer) just didn't satisfy.

  I could have been sensible and had a can of soup, or something similar, but it seemed like a good, but very stupid, time to attack the seeded loaf I had bought earlier. I had eaten a few chunks of it just on it's own, dry, and it was very nice. I cut two slices, and used mayonnaise instead of butter, to make a sandwich using a generous amount of the spicy Turkish slice beef I mentioned earlier. It was really delicious, and I then had another !

  It was after that when the day took a minor turn for the worse. I couldn't seem to find anything on TV that really grabbed my attention. I ended up flicking between Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, and Star Trek: Voyager being shown at the same time on different channels. At the end I decided I didn't like either of the two stories, and at 8pm I turned the TV off and went to bed. My intention was to read in bed for 30 minutes, but I ended up reading until about 9pm. That was when I had reached the end of the book.

  I don't think I can think of much to say about my sleep. It was neither good nor bad. It did feature a lot of dreams, but only one makes any sense, although there is a lot about it I can't remember. For instance I can't remember if I was on my own, or with a friend. It concerned making going for several rides on trains that were using a rarely used curve. It was based on a real life situation when I took a couple of trains from Catford Bridge to Beckenham Junction station.

   There was only one train a day in each direction that took this route, and it was due to end on some forgotten date. In theory there should have been public enquiries and stuff about the closure of the route, but some how that was sidestepped by keeping it as a diversionary route, and keeping one very late night train to the coast diverted that way. It is used quite regularly for trains to Tonbridge and beyond when engineering work blocks the line through (for instance) Hither Green, but none stop at either Catford Bridge or Beckenham Junction. In my dream the stations looked very different, and I think had different names, but the idea of the route was basically the same.

  I had bread, and it was white bread (which often contains sugar) late in the evening. Earlier on I had assorted beers, and other chunks of bread, plus other snacks that I can't remember. These are all the ingredients to send my blood glucose soaring this morning, but they didn't ! This morning, to my great surprise, my blood glucose was just 8.5mmol/l. That was a little higher than yesterday, but it was the sort of figure I was getting early last month while trying hard to get it lower, and it is close to my usual monthly average.

  This morning I have had two more sandwiches made with the lovely seeded bread. It is a very unusual breakfast for me these days, but I enjoyed it. There is a theory that getting some of the worst stuff out the way in the morning might lead to a lower blood glucose reading in the morning if I am careful for the rest of the day. I still have more of that loaf to eat, but I will try and save it for tomorrow. For the rest of the day I might try and stick with soup....but it all depends on unknown unknowns or something.

  Today should be bright and theoretically nice to go for a walk in. Of course it is bloody freezing out there, although it will be merely slightly freezing later on. It would be sort of nice to take a wander in the sunshine, but there is a fly in the ointment, and the genesis of that fly was the big pile of sprouts I had yesterday. They have left my guts feeling a bit volatile this morning. If in the next few hours I have some very productive visits to the toilet I may dare venture out to where there are no toilets for miles, but other wise I will feel safer to stay in. There are several things I could do today if I stay in - most of them involving computers old and new.