08:48 BST

  Yesterday is best described as awful. It was sometimes very dull, and at other time it was moderately dull. There was less rain than expected, but it still seemed a very damp sort of day. It was, or at least seemed to be quite a chilly day even if the thermometer rose to 17° C for a while. I hated it.

  

  This morning has started off dull and drizzly, and while it should, or could dry up soon, the rest of the day is not looking very pleasant. On the other hand, the latest revision to the forecast does show more hours of only a light cloud covering (but still zero sunshine breaking through). The BBC version of the forecast shows almost all the day to only have light cloud. It also shows a maximum temperature of 18° C this afternoon, compared to the Met Office prediction of just 16° C. For tomorrow it is probably worth putting your faith in the BBC forecast. It predicts sunny spells all day, and a top temperature of 21° C. The Met Office does show sunny spells, but they don't start until mid afternoon. Their prediction of the maximum temperature is the same 21° C as the BBC.

  There is not a lot to say about yesterday. The dull weather made for a very dull day, and my only achievement was to eat too much. I actually went to bed feeling slightly bloated. That sounds terrible, but in fact everything I ate was deliberately chosen to be fairly safe for my blood glucose level. An awful lot of it was salad, and I think I ended up stuffed to the gills with lettuce !

  My only activities yesterday were reading and snoozing. A lot of the reading was actually catching up with loads of news items from https://www.theregister.com/. At the start of the day I had about 25 tabs open in my web browser, all waiting to be read. Reading the news item itself didn't take very long, and some I could only bother to skim read no more than half the page. The real thing that took a lot of time was reading all the comments on the more interesting news items. That problem was compounded by some of those news items being a day or two old, and so a few had over 100 comments to read. Many of those comments make good reading if for no other reason than the snarkiness off many commenters, but some comments were also educational.

  In some ways it was like a slack day at work. I would sit at my PC reading all this stuff for a few hours before taking a break. In the old days that would be a smoke break, but yesterday it was to lay on my bed to read a few pages from the book I am reading, and if I fancied a snooze, I would have a snooze. I don't think I actually had many, indeed any snoozes, or if I did, they didn't seem to affect my sleep last night.

  My dinner was bacon on lettuce. That was on top of a Sainsbury's salad, blue cheese on rice cakes, a tuna and pasta "salad", and of course the double instant noodles I had for breakfast. I feel sure I managed to fit another snack in there somewhere, but I can't think want it was, unless it was the medium sized bag of peanuts I munched through during the course of the day.  I watched just a single episode of QI last night before going to bed. Once in bed I read for a while, and I feel sure I was fast asleep just after 10pm.

  I seemed to sleep well, although I did seem to wake for a pee a fair few times. The first time I woke for a pee was close to 1am if I recall correctly, and I had woken from a dream. I remember thinking it was interesting enough to recount here, but sadly the contents of the dream have since evaporated. However, I do remember bits of a dream that happened towards the morning. I am guessing it was triggered by QI because it "starred" Stephen Fry.

  I have absolutely no idea what my role was in the dream. It started with following Stephen Fry through an airport style passport control. He had to put an official bit of paper through a scanner, and did it playing to the camera. I just seemed to walk through without doing anything. We came out onto a platform of what seemed like Kings Cross station. There was a special train waiting for us. It was a single carriage with a locomotive either end.

  Initially it seemed like it was a special train only for us, but from time to time more people would get on. There was no real feel of any movement, but the way clumps of people go ton suggests we were calling at other station. We also seemed to have gained extra carriages because people were also coming through doors at either end of the carriage. By the time we reached our final destination, which was back at Kings Cross, it was almost as full as a commuter train. I still had no idea what I was doing there, or even the point of the train ride.

  I think that dream finished when I woke up at 4.30am (or possibly an hour later). I had a mild urge for a pee, and while I was out of bed I turned the heater on because it was feeling a bit chilly at that time of the morning. The same thing has happened a lot over recent days, and once again I hardly even expected to get back to sleep, let along get another 2 hours of seemingly solid sleep.

  After doing so little yesterday, and in particular zero exercise, I did feel very stiff and creaky when I first got up. Even now, a few hours later, I am getting some residual discomfort in my lower back and hips. The good news is that despite going to bed feeling mildly stuffed, my blood glucose is still nice and low. 8.1mmol/l is not quite as good as yesterday's 7.6mmol/l, but it is not a lot higher.

  I guess if there is one thing I ought to do today it is to go out and buy replacements for all the apparently safe stuff I ate yesterday. The trouble is that what I was really craving was something like a big packet of crisps. Boredom and depression does that to me ! I don't really have any idea what else I might do today. Ideally I don't want to be as sedate as yesterday, but this morning's dull and drizzly skies don't really enthuse me to do anything at all. A quick glance out of my bedroom window, looking towards where the sun ought to be, just shows a very grey sky, but oddly the road does seem to be a lot brighter than the sky (but very, very far from even a hint of sunshine).
  I came across this picture on the interwebs yesterday, and it contains information I have been trying to remember for a few years now. I guess it was 2019, when lockdown was just starting, that I went for a walk, and walked passed this point. There was a new bright LED sign going up on the wall with the Stening Signs painted on it. That painted sign had faded, or even been removed, and since that time I wasted hours searching the internet to try and remember the name of the sign writing company. There is no particular significance to it except as a very big landmark passed on my way to primary school, and well as other bus journeys. The sign was opposite my uncles grocery shop, and is where the south circular road forks off to the right, and the left hand fork  goes towards Sydenham. I now have my answer, and a couple of pictures of old buses as well.