Like yesterday, the first revision to the forecast has added a few more hours of sunny spells to that shown above, and I would not be surprised in later revisions add even more sunny spells, or even sunshine. On the other hand it could go the other way.... Today seems like it will be a bit cooler than yesterday with only 23° C forecast. At the moment the forecast for tomorrow is looking a lot like today - which is always a good bet at being right.

  Yesterday was another day when very little happened. The rail strike meant no train based adventures, and to be honest I just didn't feel like going out for a walk. The reason for that was probably because by the time I could have gone for a walk I seemed settled down in a different rut.

  The morning wasn't exactly dominated by another parcel delivery, but I did keep a close eye on the expected delivery time for a single bottle of beer. Those nice people at Beautiful Beers had made a mistake with the order that was delivered on Wednesday. Somehow they realised they had sent one wrong beer just after the order was despatched. They emailed me to say the correct bottle was on it's way, and indeed it arrived here at about midday with a despatch note to say it was free of charge.

  There was one other reason that I didn't go out after that parcel was delivered, and it was because the weather forecast for the afternoon was improving all the time. It seemed a great opportunity to get some more laundry done, and hanging on the washing line to dry in the warm sunshine. I didn't rush at it - maybe because my brain knew something it didn't let me know. It seems to have calculated the time so that the first significant amount of sunshine started just as I was hanging my laundry on the washing line. I brought it in maybe 3 hours later feeling warm and fresh.

  There was one other little, but important job yesterday, and it's one I mentioned yesterday. It was the improved way to bait a couple of mousetraps to catch the little bugger who had managed to get at some ginger biscuits left in a ziplock bag in the dining room. The previous night the mouse had managed to take the little bit of ginger biscuit without triggering the trap. The top biscuits in the packet, firmly out of harms way in the wall mounted kitchen cupboard, are now stale. The are sort of soft and almost squidgy.

  That gave me an idea. The yellow plastic trigger for the mousetraps I am using has holes in it. It was easy to push two short tin-tacks through two of the holes, and sort of nail the biscuit down. The mouse would have to put in some effort to remove the biscuit, and that would surely trigger the trap. It was no more than 10 minutes after turning the lights off, and closing the dining room doors that I heard one trap being triggered. It was a reason to sleep well last night. Unfortunately there were reasons not to sleep well too.

  I had a small bowl of instant noodles for breakfast, and a slightly bigger bowl for lunch. I had a mid afternoon snack of cheese and ham on rice cakes. My dinner was nothing more than well grilled bacon with some low sugar ketchup. The ham I had on the rice cakes had been opened for a few days, and I was a little suspicious of it, but almost all (which could be significant) seemed fine. The bacon was past it's use by date by a few days, but that very rarely matters. Maybe one end of one or two rashers did taste a bit odd....

 I washed my dinner down with some beer. The first can I opened is pictures on the left. It was a can of Zubr (Polish for Bison), and it was from my now shrinking stock of Polish beers bought before Brexit slashed the amount available. Many Polish beers on ordinary supermarket shelves are now brewed in gigantic beer factories in Belgium, and so are not the real thing.

  One of the very good thing about most "Continental" beers is that the continue the fermentation until all the sugar has been converted to alcohol. They are "sugar free" drinks. The next can of Polish beer was also sugar free, and maybe the final two cans were, but they did not say it explicitly. All of the were moderately strong, around 5%, and one of them was 7%. I was feeling drunk when I went to bed.


  I was also feeling bad. It felt like I was very close to vomiting. It didn't feel like food, or even alcohol poisoning. It was mostly an awful lot of burping. I put it down to drinking the fizzy beer too fast, although I must admit I have never suffered like that before. On the other hand it could have been food poisoning because I was, or at least felt like I was burning up. Unfortunately the blast of air from my fan felt icy cold as it blew over my damp body.

  I still don't know if it was food poisoning, but another clue that it might have been was the two extreme visits to the toilet this morning. It wasn't diarrhoea, but there was a lot of it ! I had a most uncomfortable night, and got far less sleep than I desired. At least I think that was the case. There were certainly what felt like long periods awake, but I did seem to get some long chunks of sleep. One curiosity was that while I eventually felt cooler in bed.

  I felt very hot when I went to the toilet the first time this morning. The window was open all night, and it should have felt cool in there, but it didn't. I only seemed to cool down once I had made my two visits to the toilet, but I did start drinking some chilled water at the same time, and maybe that has cooled me down a bit.

  That chilled water, plus careful eating and drinking yesterday, has taken my blood glucose reading down to an excellent 7.8mmol/l this morning.....well, I say excellent, but my real target would be 7.5mmol/l, and excellent would probably be 6 point something, but it is very good compared to most reading this month. I think I am going to treat myself with a bowl of instant noodles !

  When I went down to the kitchen for my chilled water I expected to see a corpse in a trap as I went through the dining room. To my surprise, there wasn't one. The trap had definitely triggered, and the ginger biscuit bait was no longer on it. The bit of ginger biscuit was about 20 inches away. I can't decide if it was dragged that far by a possibly injured mouse, or if it was thrown there by the trap actuating. It is feasible that the trap could have been triggered by a change of temperature, but they way it went so soon after turning out the lights, closing the doors, and going upstairs, does make me think it was triggered by a mouse which had a very lucky escape.

  It would be good to get out today, but there are some reasons not to do so. One initial thing is that I fancy going back to bed for an hour or more when I have finished writing here. Perhaps after that it would be useful to go to Tesco for a few odds and ends - maybe including some bird seed because the poor starving pigeons haven't been fed in two days now, although I am sure they could find other sources of food. Today might be good for drying a bit more laundry. The final potential reason for staying in today might be to go to a gig tonight. Chain are playing in Blackheath, and although I don't like the pub, it might be nice to spend half an hour there taking a few snaps of the band.