I started writing so late yesterday that I covered all my morning activities yesterday, and I now resume from the afternoon. Only one thing happened in the afternoon, and that was a beer session with Jodie and Michael. Michael was in fine form moaning about this that and the other. He was very much cheered when I plugged in my amplifiers to his mobile phone. He then played us a several songs he really liked, and which had zero impact on Jodie and me !

  Michael was playing stuff from his spotify account, and he had selected the heavy rock stream (or something like that), and a few songs came up that he didn't care for, and had never heard of the artists. However, Jodie did know them, and insisted that Michael continue to play them. He got a taste of his own medicine ! I think he went home feeling happy though.

  Jodie left feeling happy to have had some beers and music to her taste, but she was not happy having to spend an extre 6 minutes on the platform at Catford Bridge station because her train was delayed because of "trespassers on the line". The powers that be must have sorted that one very quickly because no other train appeared to be affected. She still managed to meet her friend Alan on time in Croydon though.

  As soon as Jodie had left, just after 6pm, I sorted out my dinner. I had cooked a pack of Frikkadelen earlier on, and just needed to warm it up. I warmed in the microwave along with a small tin of low(er) sugar content baked beans. I am very wary of those baked beans because even the "reduced sugar and salt" beans still seem to have a fair amount of sugar in them. It was a fairly big, and satisfying meal, and as far as I can recall, I only had a small handful of nuts to nibble a bit later while watching TV.

  I think the only TV I watched was about half an episode of The Simpsons, and after a half hour wait with the TV off, a full episode of Star Trek: Voyager. I think that the series is coming to an end in this showing on The Horror Channel. It makes these episodes often boring, sometime tedious, both of which could be applied to a lot of the series, but still essential viewing because I have no idea how the series ended. I'm not sure why that was. Maybe I just got bored watching it, or maybe the BBC got bored with it and never bothered to show the last series. Anyway, with gritted teeth I will watch it to the end now - it may only be another couple of episodes.

  I read a fair bit in bed last night, but soon after putting the book down, and turning out the light, I was asleep. Of course it didn't seem very instant at the time, but I suspect it was close to it. That would have been at about 10pm. Two dream were of interest. The first was actual a series of dreams. I woke up once, or maybe twice in the dream, and every time I did I thought about the dream, and added more ideas to the story line.

  I've forgotten the fine details, by the overview is that I was dreaming about 4 habitats in space. My view of it all was from the viewpoint of the gods, and each habitat (a sort of space station, but like being on a planet on the inside) was an experiment. One of them kept going wrong, and it had to be cleaned out, and restocked with people. At the other end of the spectrum there was one habitat that was a different shape. It had an external loop that was a waste "rehabilitation" device. That one was expected to last for a very long time. The two intermediary habitats were meant, or expected to last less time.

  That series of dreams seemed to last a long time, and yet I can't seem to remember much happening. I suppose that understanding (sort of) what was going one, but actually not knowing what was going on was all part and parcel of dreaming. The other dream I remember I do remember in much greater detail, but I'll skip to the end of it because that is the more interesting (and fare easier to explain). Basically I was at a bar, and offering a £1 note for a pint of Guinness, and I was expecting change from that note ! The sad thing is that I woke up before I could drink my Guinness.

  I thought that after the beer, and the baked beans, not to mention the two bowls of instant noodles I had for a very late breakfast yesterday, I would see a high blood glucose reading this morning, but I didn't ! This morning it was just 7.2mmol/l, and that was lower than yesterday morning. The potentially embarrassing thing is that after 15 or 20 years, or whatever it is, that I have been watching my sugar consumption, it is now seeming to be the case that the advice to eat a fairly high carbohydrate, but low sugar breakfast must be right. I don't care for cornflakes, particularly on these icy morning, but instant noodles seems to do the trick.

  There are several things I ought to do today. One is to get more packets of instant noodles ! Another is to clear a bit of a backlog of washing up in the sink. Other than that I can do as I please. My walk to the sorting office in the cold yesterday morning was not terribly enjoyable, but maybe it could have been more enjoyable without a rucksack on my back. It is possible that I may go for a walk in the sunshine today, but I might equally have a play with my "new" £47 PC I had delivered on Wednesday morning.I'm beginning to feel it could be the replacement for my old computer - particularly with regard to having it dual boot - Windows or Linux.