I must admit that I don't even see signs of any rain on today's forecast, and yet there is a yellow warning for thunderstorms. There are similar warnings for tomorrow and the day after. At least the headline icon for tomorrow shows a bolt of lightning. The latest revision to the forecast now shows light rain from 5pm to 8pm. Today is probably going to be one of those days where the weather changes a lot during the day. That is further indicated by the fact that this morning started quite dull, and only now are there signs the sun might possibly push it's way through the clouds. It is still going to be a warm day with 27° C expected this afternoon. The headline icon for tomorrow may show a lightning bolt, but only a 40% chance of light rain is shown for a handful of random hours in the afternoon. With an afternoon temperature of 24° C it might feel almost cool tomorrow.

  Yesterday was another strange day. Again it felt like everything was in slow motion, but it still proved to be productive in several ways. I thought I should take advantage of the last hot and sunny day to do a bit more laundry. Yesterday it was only 4 items - two white t-shirts, a pair of shorts, and a pair of underpants.

  One thing I left almost to the last minute was the backlog of washing up, which included the glasses we would be drinking our beers from only a bit later in the afternoon. In can't really say I wasted a lot of the day just reading because reading is important too. It is a cerebral adventure, although real adventures, which seem to be limited to exploring the far outposts of the rail network accessible on my Freedom pass, are more exciting.

  The afternoon beer tasting session with Jodie was it's usual mix of delight and boredom. She really loves her phone, and checking Instagram, Pokemon, and all the other strange stuff she does - including the untappd website where she logs all her beers. The biggest annoyance is that it all distracts her from drinking. The problem there is that we share a bottle/can between us so we can both taste it, but what is generally around just a quarter of a pint is gone in a couple of mouthfuls, and then I sit there bored and thirsty.

  Jodie left to get the 6.54pm train, and once she had left I prepared my dinner. It was an unusual salad - a seafood salad. While in Aldi the previous day I noticed, and bought, a bag of frozen mixed seafood. On the bag it said "defrost and serve". I let it defrost in the fridge overnight, and I drained it before tipping the whole bag on a big bed of lettuce leaves. I then seasoned it all with some mayonnaise, white and red pepper, and some salt. It was quite pleasant, but not exciting enough to want to repeat it too often.....maybe next year !

  There was one problem with that salad, and that was that it didn't seem very filling. Only something like an hour passed before I had some cheese on salad on Marmite rice cakes as a sort of snack. I only felt the need for those rice cakes because I was bored. There was absolutely nothing on TV, and I had to resort to some of the funny, often fake news, websites for a bit of entertainment. The trouble is that only a bout a third of those "funny" web pages are actually funny.

  I completely lost track of time in the evening because there were few non clock based clues as to how time was passing, and I wasn't clock watching. I seem to think I was on my bed, with teeth brushed, and ready for sleep before sunset - which was 8.25pm last night. I read for some time, but it is entirely possible I was asleep before 9pm. Provided the fan is on I seem to be sleeping fairly well when my bedroom is still a sweaty 30° C (and still 28° C this morning).

  I have vague recollections of waking up quite a few times in the night, and only once or twice was it for a pee. On one occasion, and I guess it was possibly before midnight, I was woken up by the sound of a motorbike. The rider was possibly dropping off a passenger nearby. The thing that woke me, or maybe just kept me awake for a short while, was the sound of it. I had my bedroom window open, and so it was bound to be a bit loud, but it was the type of sound. I only know superficial things about motorbikes, but enough to believe that the motorbike I heard may have been a vintage one with a single long stroke cylinder. It had a very slow, throaty, and almost lazy growl.

  I woke up a few minutes before 6am, and tried to sleep more. It has worked quite a few times recently, but not this morning. After trying several possible sleeping positions it became obvious that it was time to get up. Since then I've checked the weather, viewed several internet web sites, and drunk two pints of chilled water. Maybe if I had waited an extra half hour for that water to percolate through me I might have got a lower blood glucose reading, but 8.7mmol/l is acceptable.

  Now comes the problem of what I am going to do today. In theory I should probably be going out - maybe a long walk, or maybe even another expedition to the limits of my Freedom Pass. The problem with that is that I am sort of constipated today. As far as I can recall I didn't go yesterday, nor the day before (it is lucky, or is maybe the problem, that on both days I didn't eat much). This morning I have been, but there must be a lot more to come. Maybe this morning could be a repeat of last Friday when I pretty much emptied my whole digestive tract over a period of 5 or so hours, and was very comfortable to go out from midday. I think it is a case of wait and see.