08:41 BST

  Yesterday's weather forecast was wrong again. It started off OK saying that it would be dull, and cold. Although it would warm up to 10° C, and possibly 11° C, it was supposed stay dull, but most of the afternoon featured sunny spells. Sometimes the sun would breakthrough quite dense looking clouds, and sometimes there were large areas of blue sky. Sometime in the late evening, before 10pm when an early version of the forecast predicted light rain, there was some rather more substantial rain, and it may not have stopped until the early hours of this morning.

  

  I had a feeling that if I checked the very latest revision to the forecast I would be a bit disappointed, and I am ! The latest revision has thinned out the sunny spells, and there may be less of them that the screenshot of the early forecast (above) shows. The temperature is still expected to rise to 11° C this afternoon, and that should feel OK in sunshine. I guess it is equally possible there could be more, or less sunshine today - the weather is very dynamic recently. Tomorrow may see sunny spells in the morning, but the afternoon is currently shown as dull. It will probably be a couple of degrees warmer in some sort of compensation.

  Yesterday is probably best described as disappointing. I had washed and dressed, checked my camera, and was ready to go out, but two things stopped me. The worst thing was that my guts seemed to be very volatile again. After having to visit the toilet, and it definitely not being a false alarm, just minutes before I was going out to get a particular train, I suddenly became less keen on going out. The fact that at that time it was still very dull outside didn't help at all.

  It is sods law that that last visit to the toilet was was the last one needed for the rest of the day. I don't think I even farted for the rest of the day. Life might have been so much sweeter if I could have reached that state by, or before 9am. It might have helped in several ways if the weather forecast had been able to predict that most of the afternoon would feature sunny spells. I might have been enticed to wait for an extra half hour, or hour, and take a chance if I knew it would be bright and sunny.

  The probably with staying in was that it was sometimes boring enough to make me want to eat. It was half past midday, and my stomach seemed to be growling with hunger - a different growl to the one an hour earlier ! I did something I wouldn't normally do, and checked my blood glucose. It had fallen to 8.6mmol/l from the morning 9.0mmol/l. I really would have preferred it to have dropped even lower, but I decided to give in to the hunger pains, and break my fast with a couple of cans of soup (although one can was not soup but one of those East European cans of beans and meat.

  I have a theory, and it is because there is a lot less American influence in most of Europe, maybe because of a language barrier, that most European, and particularly East European food is not saturated by sugar like most American food is. Even our old food manufacturers have been taken over by American companies, and so sugar is used to make crap more palatable - and to hook more people on sugar like some sort of narcotic.

  There were plenty of things I could have done yesterday instead of going out, but I didn't really feel motivated to do any of them. Initially I just thought I would have a very lazy, and quite boring day, but then I started one job that is getting boring, but has to be done. "Has to be done" could actually apply to many jobs, but this one was to knuckle down and do more work to my ever growing spreadsheet containing links to photos I have taken over the years.

  I didn't add any more photos yesterday, but I did spent many hours checking that the links were in place, and that a large sample of them correctly opened a photo. I did find a couple of errors, and there were quite a few that were listed, but hadn't been added to the huge folder/directory of photos that the spreadsheet entries link to. For many of them it was easier to re-edit the original photos to match the others, and save them in the "master" folder.

  I spent all afternoon doing this, and only stopped when dinner time came around, and when I watched The Simpsons. My dinner was a bit strange because more hunger pains, or maybe it was just boredom, meant I had part of what could have been my dinner in the middle of the afternoon. It was a small pack of Silesian Sausages from Poland. I fancied something meaty to chew on. I ate too many of them, and it spoiled the initial delight of the taste. After half of the little chipolata sized sausages, they lost their appeal. I should have had the second half later, but I didn't.

   My actual dinner was no more than a large bag of flavoured potato foam snacks - like crisps, but very different. One big difference is that the chipstick like things were hollow, and the flat things were full of holes like doilies. Compared to crisps they probably contain, or produce a quarter of the sugar, and being so light and airy they give the impression you are eating a lot, but if reduced to dust the whole big bag would only fill a couple of shot glasses - probably even less.

   After "dinner" I turned off the TV, and lay on my bed to read. I think it was 8.30pm that I turned to TV on again to watch QI on Dave. After that things get confused because I watched a brand new episode of Have I Got News For You on BBC1 - the first time I have watched anything in BBC1 for years ! When that finished I went back to Dave for more QI, or at least I think I did. The only thing I do know is that after TV I read in bed for quite a long time, and I don't think I even attempted to get to sleep until gone 11am.

  I didn't seem to feel sleepy last night until after I actually fell asleep. The first few hours of sleep were not that good. It wasn't particularly warm, but I had turned off the heating maybe 2 hours before I finally fell asleep. It meant that I made sure I was well covered by the duvet. The only trouble was that I overheated. I wasn't aware of it at the time, but I think it was 1am when I woke up feeling particularly cold because I had obviously been sweating earlier, and the top of the duvet, and to a lesser extent a patch on my pillow felt cold and damp. I turned the heater on low, and it wasn't long before I fell asleep again, but only partly covered this time.

   I can't say I cared for my dreams much. They seemed to involve people I never wanted to see again. There was no antagonism, but the feeling that it was the same boredom happening again was quite strong. The very worst bit concerned someone who looked completely different to who I think he was supposed to be. He was, for some unexplained reason, trying to murder me with his small motorbike that he could control remotely by his own thoughts. I spent what seemed like a long time trying to keep him between the motorbike and myself, and I was desperately trying to incapacitate him in any way I could. It was very nightmareish, and I think I probably woke up before any conclusion could be reached.

  I had probably woke up at least once before I woke up at 5.10am. It was a convenient time to turn the heater up full before going for a wee. When I got back to bed the room had not warmed up that much, but I felt it OK to go back to sleep with barely any use of the duvet. I am unsure why I think it, but it seemed that I had my best 2 hours sleep after that, and I woke up feeling something like fresh.

  I was happy that my blood glucose was more reasonable than 9.0mmol/l. It was 8.4mmol/l, and I don't think I could expect it to be any lower this morning. In fact it was probably lower than expected. The way I went to the toilet this morning hinted that I might not suffer the same high pressure gas assisted visits like yesterday morning, but then again I had no reason to think it would turn out as it was when I first went to the toilet.

  Today I have several things I could do. I would still like to tick off a visit to Dartford station on my quest to visit the limits of free travel on my Freedom Pass, but that might depend on what rail engineering works are going on today. One potential diversion today is a very early evening gig. The B Movie Creatures are playing at a charity event in the Beckenham Rugby Club at 6.30pm. It looks like it wouldn't be a long walk from Elmers End station, and it would be a nicer option than some gig that doesn't start until bedtime - i.e. 9pm (or later). The only reason I might not go is that I think I might be knackered after some sort of walk today - but absolutely nothing is set in stone as yesterday demonstrated.