The great unknown today is rain. At 1am this morning the forecast was revised to include rain, and at 2am it was revised to show the thunderstorm that had just happened to happen an hour later ! Now the forecast has been revised again since taking the screenshot above. It correctly shows the sunshine now, but it now shows rain from 1pm to 4pm, and with the possibility that the rain will be heavy enough for a thunderstorm at 4pm. From 5pm it may be sunny again. I rather expect the forecast to change through the day in the hope that it may reflect reality. As usual, the bit that is usualy right is the temperature and it seems we can expect 22° C this afternoon. Tomorrow afternoon could include a lot of rain, and it will be a cooler day at just 21° C. It truly is the start of autumn !

   I had a very lazy morning yesterday. Apart from showering, and getting dressed, I did almost nothing except quietly read my book. I even snoozed for 10 minutes or so. Despite some good sleep in the previous few days, I still seemed to feel sleepy, and it was sleepy rather than tired. I didn't go out, but if I had, like I did the day before, I would have found plenty of energy for it. I think some of the sleepiness is actually caused by depression, and that in turn is caused by boredom.

  My afternoon drink with Jodie was very spoiled by my WiFi failing for unknown reasons. I don't bother using WiFi because all my PCs are cabled, and I use so little data on my phone that I don't bother turning on the WiFi in it. I have no idea why my WiFi failed. It is possible that the WiFi access point had overheated, but there seemed to be more to it than that. I unplugged it 20 minutes to allow it to cool down, but that didn't seem to work.

  Our phones, which I note now reveal almost nothing about the WiFi connection itself, were just saying no internet connection. They seemed to be able to connect to the access point, but no more. I was able to log in to the access point from my cabled PC, and everything seemed OK. The only explanation I could think of was something like channel congestion. I noted that the channel I had once set it to was now very busy with other WiFi access points in the neighbourhood. The only good thing that came out of it was that I noticed that there were two channels apparently completely unused, and I moved my access point to one of them.

  I was so frustrated by all the running up and down the stairs to check that access point that it felt like I had no time to enjoy the beers we had. I was just gulping them down in between doing my attempted "network engineering". There were a few beers I could savour once the panic was over when the WiFi came back to life, but I'm not sure I tasted any that I could describe as really good.

  As usual, Jodie left soon after 6pm to go and meet her friends for more drinking. I "cooked" my dinner when Jodie had left. It was a Tesco ready meal of "lamb hotpot". I had selected it on the basis that it's sugar content was lower than many ready meals. It was quite nice, although I tried to eat it while it was still a bit too hot to properly savour it. I also made it fairly spicy hot with a sprinkle of a Jamaican chopped chilli hot sauce. It was a new bottle I had found in the little supermarket on Catford Bridge when I went there the day before yesterday.

  It is quite a tasty chilli sauce, but I became increasingly worried that it seemed to be made on a syrup base. I have not checked my blood glucose, but it could be one reason why it might be a lot higher than I will like, but fingers crossed.... Last night was one of those daft time when I couldn't tell the difference between hunger and something more negative. It had only finished my dinner by less than an hour when I made a sandwich because my stomach felt hungry.

  It wasn't until I went to bed, several hours later, that I began to realise that what I had been feeling was, at the time, a mild stomach upset. It was just one discomfort as I tried to get to sleep. The bigger discomfort was a rather strange one. It felt like I had sprained my left wrist somehow - or maybe it was like repetitive strain injury. A couple of Ibuprofen tablets eventually sorted out that pain. Meanwhile I had started to fart, and they were soon rather too frequent, and were smelling absolutely vile.

  I can't really remember if I got any sleep before having to go to the toilet at just gone 1am. I had visions of another session like the on I had almost a fortnight ago, and I spent 90 minutes or more frequently running to the toilet at very small notice. Last night only needed two visits to the toilet, and one for luck. I felt much better for it in that one respect, but I still didn't feel good all last night.

  It was while I was sitting on the toilet at 1.30am that I heard a huge great rumbling clap of thunder, although at that time there was no rain, and I wasn't aware that any thunderstorms were predicted. The sound i heard could have been a huge bomb going off, or a scaffolding clad tower block collapsing to the ground. It was some time before I heard the first rain, and later still when I saw a few distant flashes of lightning.

  The storm was distant enough to not affect my attempts at sleep, but maybe the raised humidity didn't help. I thrashed around trying all sorts of positions, and varying amounts of duvet cover as I tried to get to sleep. Eventually I did get to sleep, but seemed to have some very strange dreams, and I seemed to wake up a lot in the night. The dreams seemed to be about travel.

  One of the first dreams was about going on a train journey with Patricia and my sister. I have no idea why we were going on a first long journey on The Great Western Railway, and I didn't even recognise the name of our final destination - if indeed I even know what it was. Patricia paid for all the tickets using a credit card that seemed to have someone else's name on it, and it was an expensive purchase in the region of £700 for all our tickets. Apparently Patricia would be able to charge it to her client.

  I don't know what station we started from, but it didn't seem like a big mainline station. The train we got on was huge. It must have been 20 to 30ft across inside, and the reception carriage was very ornate. The actual carriage we travelled in was much plainer, but the seats looked very comfortable. I initially sat on a small chair where I could look out of the window, but once we were underway I sat, or tried to sit in the seat next to Patricia, but while the seat looked very wide I felt really cramped. I woke up soon after that.

  Another dream was also about travel, and had been inspired by the first dream. I had decided to do a bit of railway exploration, and I had Jodie in tow. We started off from a very changed Catford Bridge station. It had four tracks through it instead of the two it actually has. Once again we travelled west (which you can't do from Catford Bridge) and had decided on a station that we had never heard of, but was only just outside the London Zonal area.

  The station we selected was called The Helpful Dog Pub. We actually went past the station because somehow our train had become a bus, and it stopped around the corner outside a bank that looked a lot like a pub. It seemed that wherever we looked there were pubs. The easiest way of getting ton the railway station was to cut through a Wetherspoon's pub which occupied the corner of two roads. At no point did we stop for beer before I woke up.

  This morning, at 6am when I might have got up, I felt terrible. I had had little sleep, and what I did have seemed very poor sleep. On top of that, and probably an reason for a lot of the bad sleep, I had the remnants of a hangover after the beer I drank with Jodie. Somehow I managed to get back to sleep, and only woke up again just before 8am - rather late by my usual standards.

  As I feared, despite making sure I am reasonably hydrated, my blood glucose has gone up into the danger zone. It is 10.3mmol/l !  I think I need to fast for a lot of the day, and maybe some exercise would be good. There are two flaws in those ideas. The first was that I want to go to Aldi today to buy some stuff, and that can easily lead to temptations. The second flaw is the weather. The latest revision to the forecast is quite insistent that this afternoon will be wet, and that the climax could be a thunderstorm at 4pm. They have now added thunderstorms for 10 and 11pm, but they should be little bother, and I might possibly sleep through them if nothing else keeps me awake. I can foresee another lazy day indoors, doing little except fighting the desire for food.