Today was originally
                          forecast as a sunny day, but the cracks are
                          beginning to show already. 1pm is now shown as
                          dull, and 11am, 4pm, and then 6pm through to
                          9pm are now shown as just sunny spells. That
                          still leaves quite a lot of sunshine, but the
                          afternoon high may still be just 21° C.
                          Tomorrow may start very sunny, but from late
                          morning to mid afternoon there could be light
                          showers. The evening could be dull, but the
                          sky could be clear by 9pm for 10 minutes of
                          full sunshine. It may not be a warm day with
                          just 19° C predicted.
                          
                             Yesterday was yet another day
                          when it seemed to take ages before I felt like
                          doing anything. I guess the root of the
                          problem is that since retiring I don't really
                          have to do anything. Once upon a time I would
                          be spurred into action by the need to commute
                          to work. Now I can be, and I am very often,
                          lazy. Of course with Patricia due to stay here
                          for 2 nights starting tomorrow, I have to do 
somethings.
                          
                            The brakes were applied even harder
                          yesterday morning when there was an
                          unscheduled fall of rain. The sky was very
                          murky, and I felt mild despair (or something
                          like that). Fortunately it was only a passing
                          shower, and it did brighten up for a bit. By
                          the time I was washed and dressed the sky went
                          dull again, but at least it was dry, and I
                          went out to see if Poundstretcher had any
                          shower curtains.
                          
                            Unfortunately they didn't, and that
                          means I'll have to use my last spare pair when
                          I try and get the bathroom looking a bit nicer
                          sometime later today. Of course I didn't come
                          away from Poundstretcher empty handed. I had
                          quite a collection in my rucksack. It included
                          Toilet Duck "Floral Moon" scented bleach (two
                          bottles). Two cans of sugar free Irn Bru, and
                          two cans of some drink I had never seen
                          before. It was sugar free "marshmallow"
                          flavoured pop. I also bough some nuts and,
                          Ibuprofen, and dried mixed insects bird food.
                          
                            There were a couple of other things
                          too, and one of them was a bag of lentil based
                          "lime and chipotle" flavoured crisps like
                          things. They seemed very moreish, and yet
                          after eating the whole 80gm bag I felt no
                          desire to buy any again. They were claimed to
                          be very high in fibre, and low in sugars.
                          Instead of doing any work I just stuffed my
                          face with them, and rested afterwards. Over
                          the next few hours I also seemed to demolish a
                          bag of dry roasted peanuts.
                          
                            It was quite late in the afternoon
                          before I started the work I had intended to
                          do. One reason for the late start was because
                          I got distracted. I am unsure why I chose a
                          particular Billy Connolly DVD, and decided to
                          see how well it ripped using the PC I mostly
                          use for playing music in the dining room. That
                          is the PC that cost something like £49 (plus
                          postage) - an ex-office Lenovo PC. It is not
                          terribly powerful, and ripping a DVD can take
                          well over an hour. I guess it manages it in
                          about real time.
                          
                            Unfortunately it would not rip that
                          particular Billy Connolly DVD at all. A closer
                          inspection of the DVD case showed it was using
                          some sort of copy protection. I can't be sure,
                          but I seem to remember there was some sort of
                          court case many years ago that forced any
                          company that used that copy protection to not
                          call the the disk a DVD because it was out of
                          specification of the DVD standards. I think it
                          is no longer used now. 
                          
                            I will still an mp4 copy of that DVD so
                          I can play it on a PC, but I will have to do
                          the copy by recording the analogue signal -
                          that is assuming I can find a DVD player that
                          has an analogue output. My current player is a
                          BluRay player, and it only has an HDMI output,
                          but maybe I might buy a HDMI recorder box. I
                          did rip a couple of other Billy Connolly DVDs
                          yesterday - they all originally came from the
                          Poundshop !
                          
                            I finally got to work doing a fair bit
                          of housework. I started with a bit of tidying
                          up, and dusting in the front room, and also
                          polished the coffee table in there. Next I
                          lugged the hoover upstairs and did a lot of
                          hoovering ! The first priority was the spare
                          bedroom that Patricia will be using. There
                          wasn't a great deal of dust in there, but
                          there was things like bits of cardboard where
                          I had cut up some boxes in there, and also
                          hair. I guess a fair bit was Patricia's own
                          hair, but elsewhere it was my own hair, and
                          there was an amazing amount of it. 
                          
                            After hoovering te spare room I did the
                          hall and landing at the top of the stairs.
                          Once again there was plenty of my own
                          hairballs, but there was also a fair bit of
                          dust. I think I might give the stairs and top
                          landing another hoovering if I have time, but
                          it is OK-ish for now. I next moved onto my own
                          bedroom. It was in there that I started to
                          have trouble. I needed to do a lot of bending
                          over, and trying to drag the rug straight
                          under my computer desk. At some point I pulled
                          a muscle, or popped a rib, or hurt my chest in
                          some other way.
                          
                            With the easy to get to bits of my
                          bedroom done (leaving loads of not easy to get
                          to bits), and my chest hurting, it seemed like
                          a good time to give up cleaning and relax. It
                          was conveniently getting near dinnertime, and
                          that was also a good reason to stop. It wasn't
                          
that near dinnertime, and I put my feet
                          up while I considered what I might have for
                          dinner. I didn't have much in the
                          fridge/larder, and I didn't really fancy what
                          I did have.
                          
                             It seemed a poor excuse, but a
                          sufficient excuse to waste money on a take
                          away. I opted for a takeaway from a kebab
                          shop, and as usual I ordered enough for dinner
                          tonight as well as dinner last night (and thus
                          earned a 15% discount). I knew I shouldn't
                          have done it, but one of the four items I
                          ordered was lamb donor with chips. I had that
                          last night. I also had a quarter pounder
                          burger. The only way to order that was with
                          chips. I thought I might feed those chips to
                          the birds, but I also ate them too. It is
                          fortunate that both portions of fries (they
                          were actually halfway between chips and fries)
                          were quite small.
                          
                            I expect it was the fries/chips that
                          did it - I still felt lightly bloated when I
                          went to bed. I thought I would be too
                          uncomfortable to get to sleep, and it did
                          indeed take a bit of time to get to sleep, but
                          once asleep I seemed to sleep fairly
                          well.  Maybe the biggest disappointment
                          was waking up thinking it must be almost time
                          to get up, and finding it was only about 1am.
                          It was a little cooler last night, and it was
                          probably before 3am when I started to pull the
                          duvet over myself. By 5am I was sleeping fully
                          (except for my head) under the duvet.
                          
                            Once again I had a dream that had the
                          potential to be erotic, and it was very, very
                          strange. I seemed to be at a house that was
                          owned by a close friend. She was away at a
                          residential training course for something or
                          another. The odd thing was that it was only
                          half a mile away, and so she could have stayed
                          at her own house. She had asked a friend to
                          house sit for her. It wasn't the same woman
                          from the dream I had a day or three ago, but
                          we did seem to be very close, and there was
                          some mild hugging going on.
                          
                            There could have been more than mild,
                          and occasional hugging going on because we
                          were not alone. For some reason there was a
                          man there, and he was the somewhat unlikeable
                          friend of the house owner who had dropped by,
                          and wouldn't go away ! About the closest I got
                          to the woman of my desire was an arm over her
                          shoulder while watching something boring on
                          TV. There was so much potential for something
                          more interesting, but misery guts just
                          dampened the whole dream.
                          
                            This morning it was inevitable that all
                          the fries/chips I ate last night would ruin a
                          nice run of low blood glucose readings. I
                          suppose I was lucky it wasn't higher than
                          9.5mmol/l. That didn't stop me feeling very
                          peckish this morning, and I had some well
                          grilled bacon for breakfast. I shall try not
                          to eat too much now until dinner time when
                          I'll have the safe bit of the takeaway - the
                          shish kebabs with salad.
                          
                            I think the plan for today is to have a
                          shower, and then do some laundry. It is
                          currently a bit dull outside (and feeling
                          cool), but there is still a lot of blue sky to
                          be seen. Hopefully it will stay dry, as per
                          the forecast, and I can dry that laundry on
                          the washing line. After that it will be back
                          to the other housework. Today's main target
                          will be the bathroom. I need to measure and
                          cut new shower curtains before hanging them.
                          Before I put them up I will give the bath a
                          good polish. I partly cleaned and polished the
                          hand basin the other day, and I'll give that a
                          quick once over as well. If I can find the
                          inclination and energy I might clean up inside
                          the fridge and see what can be thrown away. I
                          know there are pickles and stuff that have
                          been at the back of the fridge for maybe
                          years. I doubt I will use them now.