08:29 BST

  Yesterday's weather was a great improvement on the day before. There was a lot more sunshine. In fact the whole afternoon could be described as sunny, but sadly it only pushed the temperature up to about 21° C. That didn't feel any more than mild, but with the help of the sun my front, south facing, rooms warmed up to about 25° C.

  The latest revision to the forecast has changed a few sunny spells to sunshine, but the earlier screenshot above is still basically correct. Today should be a degree or two warmer than yesterday. Tomorrow, almost non stop sunshine should push the temperature up to 25 or 26° C.

   Yesterday can best be described as the second, and hopefully final day of my recovery from my afternoon out on Saturday (Chislehurst Rocks). I still had loads of aches and pains, but they faded away during the day, but it was not until early evening that I felt fairly normal.  However, it was not a day of complete rest, and I am not sure I know how to completely rest for more than a few hours.

  One important thing yesterday was a short exchange of messages with Patricia. She is currently in her new flat in Italy, but she is heading this way for a few days. She expects to be staying in London from the 27th to the 29th. The first and last night she will be staying here, and the middle night will be with her sister who is probably "up north" somewhere.  This means I have little time to prepare the spare room, and give the rest of the house a good hoovering and dusting.

  Fortunately I did make a start on the spare room a week or two ago when a visit seemed likely. Yesterday I did some more. I have to admit I probably spent no more than half an hour tidying the spare room, but it is now close to being usable. I have another piled armful of books to move, and after that a good hoovering, and airing the bed should do the trick, although if I have the time I will also try and wash the windows.

  Another thing I did yesterday was to go through the pictures I took on Saturday of Elmstead Woods station, and some of the journey home. That was split in two parts. One was to make a small photo album of the bears I took pictures of (see yesterday for examples). The other part was to edit the 5 photos of trains I had not previously recorded in my grand train pictures catalogue spreadsheet.

  None of the above used many hours of the day, and I will admit I was very lazy for most of the day. Perhaps I needed to be to allow my body to heal from it's assorted afflictions. One thing I had to try and being careful with was my eating. On a day with few distractions it is all too easy to develop a hunger that seems to be only satiated by eating stuff I shouldn't - or stuff that I shouldn't eat in the quantities I would like to eat it in.

  I think I probably wanted something like fish and chips for lunch, and a big curry for dinner. Fortunately I had neither, but I did nibble more than was ideal. I had a bowl of instant noodles for an early breakfast. I'm not sure if what came next was an early lunch, or a late elevenses. It was two cans of soup. Although the weather was not cold if you kept moving, I had been laying down and snoozing and reading, and was feeling a bit cool. The hot soup went down a treat.

  My next meal was probably mid afternoon when I had four Marmite rice cakes with 4 different cheeses on them. Those Marmite flavoured rice cakes need a strong cheese or the Marmite flavour just overwhelms the cheese. I couldn't even wait for dinner before I "topped up" with two small bags of beef flavoured Hula Hoops. Dinner was a relatively healthy affair. It was a whole Little Gem lettuce with grated cheese, vinaigrette dressing, and (alleged) oak smoked ham. It was pretty nice, and all that lettuce was a bit soporific.

  There is little to say about the evening. I watched a bit of TV, maybe an hours worth in total, but I really wanted to go to bed. After my experience the previous night, I decided I would take some painkillers before going to bed. They, and perhaps the lettuce I ate, meant I had a really good sleep last night. I think I only woke twice in the night. The first time was because I was starting to feel a bit cold. I assumed I needed a pee too, but while I did have a little widdle, it was hardly urgent. It was more urgent to pull the duvet over me.

  A few hours later and I did need to wake up for a pee, but I must have fallen asleep so quickly afterwards that the whole thing seems as vague as a dream. I know I had dreams earlier in the night, but I can't remember a thing about them. I think they involved being at work, but I can't remember a single detail that I can describe. It was probably not long before I got up that I had a dream, and I can remember the essential bit about how it ended.

  In this dream I had been in a building in what I think was Soho. I don't know if it was a work location, a shop, a pub, or a music venue. All I do remember is stepping out onto a crowded pavement. Nothing happened apart from an annoyance that they had moved the entrance to the Northern Line entrance. As I came to the end of the road one corner was covered with poorly laid asphalt, and I "remembered" that was where the tube entrance used to be. The dream faded out with me (internally) grumbling that I now had to walk for several roads to find the new entrance.

  The thing that surprised me this morning was that despite thinking I had eaten a bit liberally yesterday, and had spent a most very sedentary day, my blood glucose was exactly the same as the day before at 8.5mmol/l. It was probably also very surprising considering I didn't go to the toilet at all yesterday. (I have yet to go this morning, but I seem to feel comfortable). I don't think surprising is the right word, and maybe relieved is more appropriate for the fact that almost all my nasty aches and pains have gone this morning. I can still feel some slight tenderness in parts of my chest, but past experience suggest that I am just about back to being indestructible until the next time I get my chest cold and/or wet.

  I have a choice of things to do today. I sort of fancy some sort of walk, but maybe I should do a lot more house work in preparation for Patricia's stay here. I also have half a dozen items I could wash and hang on the line. If I was really dedicated, which I am emphatically not, I could spent 100% of today doing housework. In reality it would probably take all my energy/enthusiasm to get the hoover out of the scary cupboard under the stairs, and empty it out ready for action ! Tomorrow I will either report all the good work I have done, or change the subject and talk about squirrels or something.