08:52 BST

  It was a very cold and frosty start to yesterday. It was caused by clear skies, and that in turn meant it was also a sunny morning that quickly melted the frost, and started to warm the day up. The sunshine lasted into the start of the afternoon, but the last few hours of it were only sunny spells. They did manage to warm the day up to 9° C. The afternoon was medium dull, but dry.

  

  This morning is very wet, and it seems it will stay very wet to 11am, but that will only be so the clouds can take an hours rest until they start again for one final hour of rain at 1pm.....or will it be a final hour ? We are now at a point where I suspect the weather is at a very unsteady nexus, and anything could happen at any time - almost. The big change is (relatively) warm and moist winds coming from the west. Every time they hit cold air they dump all their moisture. No sun is their big negative point, but it seems they will warm us up to 13° C. Tomorrow should be dry, and there could be some sunny spells in the late afternoon. The temperature should reach a warm feeling 15° C.

  At time I felt I had managed to accomplish a lot yesterday, but when I sit back and evaluate what I actually did, it doesn't amount to all that much. The first accomplishment was to have a good shower. I never seemed to have the time or inclination to wash at all the day before. Once I was clean I got dressed, and went to the little supermarket on Catford Bridge who do a good selection of good instant noodles.

  Of course I didn't stop at buying instant noodles. I also bought some Turkish sausages, and some pots of couscous or lentils, or other things. I also bought a couple of bottles of cider for when the day comes when we have a cider festival. The last thing of note was a large packet of pizza flavour crisp type things. They are not actually potato crisps, but something (I can't remember) that tends to be fairly low sugar, although I have to admit I didn't stop to read the nutritional panel.

  I relaxed for half an hour before going out again to Poundland. As usual I did buy a selection of random things seen around the store, but I specifically wanted to "tupperware-like" plastic containers, and some more mouse traps. I mentioned yesterday that I had heard some movement in the kitchen, and one of my last packets of instant noodles had been nibbled on. Later yesterday morning I even saw a blur disappearing under the old gas stove. I most definitely have a mouse in my kitchen. It must be a very hungry mouse if it is desperate enough to chew through a plastic bag to get at dried noodles (and seemingly not actually eat any).

  My great idea was to get some plastic container, cut a small hole in one end, and put a mousetrap inside baited with some bird seed. The idea of the plastic container is twofold - it stops the bird seed being scattered across the kitchen, and it stops the mouse trap being triggered if kicked, or knocked in some way.  As of this morning none of the three I put down have been disturbed.

  I don't know why, maybe it was because the sunshine had ended, but I found I had no enthusiasm to do any more yesterday. I was a bit bored, and I confess I did have more snacks than were probably good for me. There were some odd little jobs I could have done, even ones I could have done while sitting at my PC, but I just fancied reading and resting. As usual, some of that reading was a book, and some online.

  I couldn't even raise the enthusiasm to cook a more healthy dinner than what I did end up cooking. I did manage to delay having dinner to my now usual 7pm. My dinner was no more than a couple of grilled spicy Turkish sausages with some boiled new potatoes. I did splash some tomato ketchup on everything, but I don't think it added anything at all. The big squirt of mayonnaise on the boiled potatoes was sort of good, but with hindsight I am sure some butter would have been better.

  I don't recall feeling particularly tired last night, and I think I wanted to sleep because there was nothing better to do. Fortunately I seemed to get to sleep very quickly last night, and until the last hour or two, I slept seemingly very soundly. At some time in the first 3 or 4 hours sleep I had an interesting dream. It was inspired by several short stories by Isaac Asimov, although it seems my imagination added some extra twists to the plots.

  The thing that I can decide on was what my part in these dreams was, or to put it another way, I can't work out if I was a participant (i.e. one of the actors in the play) or just a narrator. I guess I could even have been watching it all on TV or something. The basic premise of the "story" was that someone in a lab had found a hazelnut that was so mutated that it's chromosomes were so twisted that one end had twisted into the fourth dimension - time !

  At some point, and I think it was at the start of the dream, one of the scientists said "phew, that smells like New York on a hot summers day". The other answered "smell this". It smelled like New York during the garbage man's strike - all rotting cabbage and stuff that had been tossed out onto the streets.  In the dream there had apparently been a strike 2 months before, and so they had a sort of key to measure the time difference.

  I don't remember a lot more after that except for one thing. I had been given something like a belt made of hazlelnuts, and it seemed to be causing some pain like I needed to pee. That caused me to wake up, and I thought that I did need a pee, although there was no urgency about it. I decided to wait until I got up because it couldn't be more than 20 minutes away. At the last minute I decided to check the clock. It was actually just gone 1am, and yet it felt like I should be getting up soon.

  I had my pee, and it seemed I fell asleep again in minutes. The next mystery of the night was to whether I was actually asleep and dreaming, or awake when I started thinking about the earlier dream. At this point I seemed to be playing the part of the writer trying to work out where I could take the story next. For instance, could the smells of the past be changed/enhanced to include sight and sound from the past ? Could a mutated hazelnut be the basis of a time machine ? I guess it was a dream because I know I didn't think up some stuff, but I can't remember what it was now.

  I woke up a little early this morning....or did it feel early because it was so dull outside that it barely seemed to be past sunrise ?  I wish I could actually describe what the difference is when you wake up knowing it is time to get up, and when it is not time to get up. Bother superficially feel the same, but there is something I can't put my finger on that says get up, or go back to sleep.

  I suppose the good news is that this morning, despite eating too much bad stuff, my blood glucose has dropped a little bit more to 8.3mmol/l. I can't help but feeling that if I had eaten better stuff it could have been lower still, but on the other hand there have been times where I have eaten what I thought should have been perfect, and scored an annoyingly high reading. Sometimes it does seem there is another force, or two, controlling my blood glucose level. I do known that disease causes a rise, and I suspect that intestinal bacteria play a larger part than is generally realised.

  This morning I feel both good and bad. It seems that I am suffering a heredity condition. Just like my mum, and several old relations (all of whom are dead now, and can't be questioned), my legs feel stiff and creaky on a wet rainy day. Maybe is just a coincidence because I think they can be like this at other times. It is probably convenient that I don't really want to do any walking on a wet day.

  I should be shopping in Aldi today, and there is a small chance I will go this afternoon when the rain has stopped. The most important thing this morning is to finish some more laundry I started yesterday morning, and left soaking all day because I couldn't raise the enthusiasm to do it. I need to finish it this morning so I can have a shower, and I would rather lake to wash my hair too. After that I'll do whatever, if anything, that seems good.