It is a slightly murky and damp looking morning, but at least it is not too cool. The latest revision to the forecast has increased the sunny spells/intervals from just 2 hours in the screenshot above, to 4 hours between midday to 3pm. It may stay dry until 11pm tonight. Yesterday there was hope that today might reach 25° C, but it seems 24° C is the highest temperature for today. Tomorrow may get off to a good start with some sunshine in the morning, but a few hours of light rain is possible from midday. The rest of the day will be cloudy with an afternoon temperature of 23° C.

   Maybe, in contrast to some recent days, I can describe yesterday as being almost a normal day, although the definition of "normal" is not really determined. I have to admit that I did very little in the morning. I felt sort of lazy, and I didn't even have my morning shower until almost midday. The one thing I predicted I might do, going shopping in Tesco, didn't happen.

  More happened in the afternoon. I did all the washing up in the sink, as well as the glasses for the afternoon's beer tasting session. I had hoped to hear from Michael, but I think he is too wrapped up in his problems of his wife's deteriorating dementia. I think I ought to give him a ring soon to see how he is getting on.

  At 3.20pm I got a message from Jodie to say she would be on the 3.24pm train, and she arrived at my place about 20 minutes later. She didn't seem to be that thirsty at first, and I had to wait a good ten minutes before she decided on what beer to try from my fridge.  I suspect she has been overdoing the beer a lot lately, and wanted to pace herself because she was going to spend at least some of the evening in a bar after drinking here.

  To my delight I managed to catch her out. I suggested we had a certain beer from the fridge, but she said she had tried it before, and so it was of no interest to her. My glass was empty, but she still had half a glass, and so I said I may as well drink it myself. I had only taken one gulp of it before she said "stop !". While I had been pouring it she had been scrolling through untappd on her phone, and found she had no record of drinking it. I poured half my glass into hers, and she tried it. She had an idea that it wouldn't be nice, but it turned out that not only had she never tried it before, but she also found it very nice !

  After my worryingly high blood glucose reading in the morning I was drinking on an almost empty stomach. I doubt if I drunk more than 3 pints when we finished drinking, but I was feeling a little drunk. I was in that region where my resistance was low, but worse than that was that I also felt very hungry. While Jodie was walking to the station, I was on line ordering some food to be delivered.

  I wasn't so drunk that I ordered what I might really like, something like a big steaming pile of curry, but a more sensible order of shish kebab. Grilled meat and salad is usually safe for me. As usual I ordered an excess to get free delivery, and I have a cold kebab to eat today. Last night I had a usual lamb shish kebab, and I also had what was described as a special chicken kebab. It usually had a proper name, but I can't remember what it is. It was grilled chicken with grilled onions, and other vegetables. It was very nice, and with luck it should have been fairly low sugar, although both parts of last night's dinner did include some tomato, and tomato is a rich source of sugar.

  My evening was a lot like the evening before. I watched some stuff on TV until the point when I realised I couldn't be bothered to stay up to watch what was very likely to be an edition of QI that was too fresh in my memory. I can't be sure, but I think I was asleep by 8.30pm last night. It seems that maybe I had a bigger sleep deficit that I realised because I got at least 9 hours sleep last night.

  It is hard to say if it was good or bad sleep. After going to sleep so soon after I had finished the last beer it was inevitable that I would be getting up in the night to pee quite a few times, but all except one time I was able to fall asleep almost as my head hit the pillow. That one time was around 3am, and I had a sort of heat flush at that time. I had been sleeping uncovered, and the thought passed my mind that the heat flush could be because of hypothermia, but that didn't seem likely when my bedroom was still about 24 or 25° C. After a while I fell asleep, still uncovered, and it wasn't until the last hour or two sleep that I slept under the duvet.

  I did seem to dream a lot last night, and while I can only remember a few bits of a few dreams, I think that all, many, or some were about being last. In one dream I seemed to be in a railway depot, and I had no idea what I was doing there. Sometimes I seemed to be exploring the place, and at other times I was being tested as if I were applying for a job. Very little of any of it made any sense.

  Another dream featured being in a telephone exchange. It was the same exchange I used to work in at the start of the 1990s, but it had been modernised. Once again I had no idea what I was doing there, but then again I had no idea who the crowds of people were. Modern telephone exchanges are basically unmanned most of the time, but this one had all these people doing something, but I had no idea what. What I did know is that several times their work set off fault alarms, and there seemed no panic about them being timing circuits. In my day the timing was sacred because it was needed for accurate billing. I couldn't believe it when after one such alarm no one could be bothered to set the clocks closer than 3 minutes to the real time.

  I woke up a few minutes after 6am, and at other times I would probably get up then - particularly after getting to sleep so early the night before. I didn't expect to get back to sleep, and so I thought I was just resting my eyes for a few minutes before getting out of bed. When I opened them again a whole hour had passed. That seemed like a good time to get up. I feel sure I couldn't get any more sleep, and yet I do feel it would be nice to sleep more.

  This morning my blood glucose is down a little but 9.6mmol/l is still too high. I have had a small packet of basic chicken flavour noodles for breakfast, and in theory that should be safe. On the other hand I did remember to check the nutrition panels on a few of the fancy Asian instant noodles I've been eating lately, and they say the sugar content is very low. That is not what I had assumed. It is possible that these high readings, today and yesterday, are the result of some sort of illness. It is notable that I seemed to be constipated this morning. I seem to be lurching between days of too much and too little. It seems probable that I have some sort of illness that is interfering with my gut somehow.

  I had assumed that today would be a rather nicer day than how it currently looks outside - rather grey and damp looking. Maybe there will be sunshine, as per the forecast, later, but at the moment I don't feel inclined towards any extended outdoor activity. I will still be going out in a limited way.......

Breaking news: I am not constipated this morning !

.....The first place I will be going to is the Covid-19 vaccination centre in Lewisham Hospital to enquire about, and maybe even make an appointment for my 4th Covid booster shot.

  I also need to go to Tesco for a few things, but hopefully not giving in to temptation for stuff it would be better for me not to eat. I might also go to the little supermarket on the bridge to get more Polish instant noodles - preferably tomato or beetroot flavours if they have made it through customs yet. If I really wanted to push the boat out I could also visit Savers and Poundstretcher, but they can probably wait for another day. It is highly unlikely, but if I felt up to it I could probably go to a gig tonight if anyone of any interest is playing. Chain are playing in The Fox in Keston tonight, but that would involve a long bus ride and maybe almost a mile walk, It sounds unlikely, but you never know.