The latest
                                revision to the weather forecast has
                                downgraded 3pm to just sunny spells, but
                                otherwise is the same as the screenshot
                                above. It seems it is going to be bright
                                and sunny (almost) all day, but for all
                                that sunshine the temperature is going
                                to peak at just 7° C. Tomorrow should
                                see the temperature up to 8° C, but the
                                price for that will be mostly light rain
                                all day long, with an occasional burst
                                of heavy rain when no light rain is
                                falling !
                                
                                  One of the things I forgot to
                                mention yesterday morning was that the
                                night before I managed to kick one of my
                                boots with my bare foot while stumbling
                                about in the dark. It left my left
                                little toe feeling rather sore, and it
                                lasted quite a long way into yesterday.
                                It was another good reason why I didn't
                                go out for a walk yesterday. An ambition
                                from the previous night was to go for a
                                walk, camera in hand, in what was
                                forecast to be mist and then fog. Had it
                                been foggy I may have forced myself to
                                go for a walk, but with no fog there was
                                no need, and nothing else would be worth
                                enduring the pain of walking with a sore
                                toe (although I am assuming that it
                                would have been sore when in a boot, but
                                for some reason I wonder if that would
                                be so).
                                
                                  As usual, the horrible greyness
                                of the day sapped all my enthusiasm for
                                anything yesterday. I did very little
                                except read. I did spent maybe half an
                                hour playing with the old motherboard
                                that I was testing on the dining room
                                table. I had hoped that turning off the
                                boot sector virus protection would allow
                                a completed installation of Linux Mint
                                17.2. It turned out it was already
                                turned off. Just to make sure I turned
                                it on, and then off again, but still the
                                install failed at the last moment, and
                                yet the operating system was working
                                perfectly, albeit a little slow, running
                                off the live DVD. That proved, or at
                                least I think it proved, that everything
                                was compatible. It all remains a mystery
                                because I gave up after a while.
                                
                                  One thing I seemed to do
                                yesterday was to be careful about what I
                                ate. To my surprise that included a
                                couple of large sandwiches, but on
                                reflection it was probably just the
                                sandwiches that were of dubious quality.
                                For lunch I had a couple of cans of hot
                                soup to warm me up. My dinner was Aldi
                                souther fried flavour chicken steaks. I
                                had them with raw white cabbage and raw
                                red onion as a sort of salad.
                                
                                  There was one other thing I had
                                yesterday of unknown nutritional
                                quality. It was the beer pictures above.
                                I have to admit I didn't really like it,
                                although it did seem to be growing on me
                                by the time I had finished it. The label
                                is written entirely in Polish, but it
                                was easy to recognise the names of two
                                of the hops used to make it (Citra and
                                Cascade). Both those hops are very
                                bitter, and it was the bitterness I
                                didn't like (plus I was worried that the
                                bitterness of the hops might be masking
                                any sweetness from sugar).
                                
                                  It was getting on for 11pm when I
                                got to sleep last night. I'm not sure
                                why it was so late, and originally I was
                                feeling like it should have been much
                                earlier. Maybe having a couple of
                                snoozes in the afternoon was one reason,
                                and reading in bed was another reason
                                why it was later than usual (although I
                                am not sure what "usual" is these days).
                                On the whole it was another good sleep,
                                but I did have one short period of
                                insomnia in the early hours. I can't
                                quite remember when it was, but I think
                                I was actually asleep again before I had
                                even finished cursing and swearing
                                (possibly) about not been able to get
                                back to sleep !
                                
                                  Many of my dreams in the early
                                hours were about photography. I assume I
                                had a whole series of short dreams,
                                although it seemed that each scene
                                followed on from the last like a cut in
                                a film or TV. I was in a whole lot of
                                locations trying to take pictures, but
                                each time something stopped me getting
                                the perfect shot. On one occasion there
                                was condensation on the lens, and by the
                                time I had cleaned the lens the scene
                                was lost. On another occasion I was just
                                about to take a snap of the sun setting
                                over some bridges (London bridges I
                                think), and was interrupted by some
                                urchin with an Irish accent asking me if
                                I had any whisky in my camera bag. In
                                other bits of dream the band were in the
                                wrong place, or the high power floodlamp
                                (provided by another photographer)
                                couldn't light up a couple of character
                                in the snow.
                                
                                  I guess those dreams were a bit
                                depressing, and probably a reminder that
                                I haven't been out to do any photography
                                for ages (except for a few snaps when
                                out walking). There could be a good, or
                                very bad opportunity on Saturday at the
                                Petts Wood Xmas carnival. They promise
                                live bands, and stuff, but there seems
                                to be no advance warning of what the
                                bands will be, or anything else for that
                                matter. Jodie was hoping that we could
                                have a drink on Saturday because she
                                can't make today, or on Sunday. Maybe
                                Jodie might like to go to Petts Wood
                                too, but I doubt it. The weather
                                forecast suggests it will be a very
                                cold, and possibly wet day, and I doubt
                                she would like the service in The
                                Daylight Inn (it gets very busy, and
                                uses plastic glasses, plus doesn't stock
                                the exotic beers Jodie likes).
                                
                                  This morning I felt as stiff and
                                creaky as anytime. For some reason my
                                right hand seemed to have a few aches as
                                well. Maybe I slept on it or something.
                                However, the good news is that this
                                morning my blood glucose has come right
                                down to 7.9mmol/l. That is still not
                                quite as low as my target of 7.5mmol/l,
                                but it was among the three lowest
                                readings so far this month. What I don't
                                know is if the secret is the sugar
                                free/continental recipe bread, or the
                                white cabbage I have been eating.
                                Curiously enough, I think it might be
                                the bread - a food I have generally
                                shunned in the past when trying to
                                regulate my diet.
                                
                                  Planning today is very difficult.
                                The sunshine suggests I ought to try and
                                go for a walk, and that is a
                                possibility. It is later on when things
                                get difficult. Jodie won't be coming
                                over for a beer session today, but I
                                will probably still see Michael. He will
                                probably do his shopping in Tesco today,
                                and get me 6 bottles of Diet Coke. I
                                can't just say no drinking after that,
                                but I am wondering if he would fancy
                                going to a pub for a couple of pints -
                                maybe one in The Black Cat, to see what
                                the Winter Warmer situation is like, and
                                maybe one in The Catford Bridge Tavern
                                to see if they have any winter beers on
                                yet.