Today is going to start wet, but it may dry up after 3pm (according to the latest revision). I haven't been outside to assess it properly, but I think that the drizzle, originally forecast for just 7am, continues. Of course the difference between drizzle and light rain is very subjective - particularly when viewed from indoors. If we are lucky it will be 12° C by the time the rain stops, and it seems it won't drop much in the night. Tomorrow is could be 9° C at 7am, but then it might drop to just 8° C. Sunshine and sunny spells, if they happen between 9am and 2pm, might raise the temperature back up to 9° C again.

   Maybe yesterday was the worst of the previous few days. It was definitely a day when I was close to being very bored, but some of that can be blamed on the book I was reading (Edmond Cooper's " Seed Of Light"). I had to finish it, if only to see what happened at the end, but it was so dull and turgid. I was most happy when I finished it.

  Not all the day was boring, or at least potentially boring. In the morning I had a shower so I was fresh to face the great British public - not that I saw any except for the lady manning the till at the mini supermarket on Catford Bridge. I went there to buy an assortment of stuff - including a couple of bottles of Heineken Silver - a version of Heineken I have never heard of before.

  Among the other stuff I bought were three large oranges, some green chillies, a few packs of Turkish Delight (the type where I can wash all the sugar off them), a loaf of Polish sourdough bread, and some more Polish instant noodles. There was one other thing that I nearly forgot, but reciting all this reminded me of it, and fills a gap in my later narrative. I think that is a complete list of everything I bought - that is how boring life can be !

  It felt quite chilly walking to the supermarket, but when walking back home the sun was on my back and I felt very warm. I am not sure why the sun on my front didn't seem to feel warm. It was just after midday when I got home, and once I had put my shopping away I started my lunch. The item I nearly forgot was possibly a Turkish pastry, if such a thing exists. It was a flat parcel of puff pastry poorly filled with almost tasteless cheese. It looked nice, but it soon became stodgy, and only hot chilli sauce livened it up a bit.

  Soon after I gave in to having more for lunch, and I ate two of the big oranges I had bought. Unlike more mainstream supermarkets, the oranges were not segregated into different types. The were just "big oranges". One had a thin skin, and the other a thicker skin. I think it was the latter which was a navel orange. Both were nice, but one of them, possibly the thin skinned one, seemed a bit juicier.

  It was probably little more than an hour later that I had an extension on my lunch. I guess oranges aren't very filling or something. I opened up the sourdough loaf, and made a cheese and corned beef sandwich that I zapped in the microwave until the cheese was melting. The slices of that loaf were a typical thickness, but the cross sectional area of the loaf is probably just over half that of a typical "Sunblest" loaf, so it was a fairly small snack.

  I didn't eat again until dinner time.....err, that is not true because I just remembered I did have about 6 cubes of mint flavoured Turkish delight with all the icing sugar washed off them. I regret buying mint flavoured because it is a lot blander than expected. Maybe I hoped that it might have improved over the last 6 months, or whatever, since I last bought a pack.

  I spent a fair proportion of the afternoon laying on my bed reading, and running up and down the stairs as I continued ripping my huge DVD box set of all 133 episodes of Futurama. Last night I left the PC in the dining room ripping the second to last disk of series 4. It is slow progress, but I've nearly hit the halfway mark. As I mentioned further up the page, the book I was reading was very dull, or turgid as I like to call it. The worst thing was that it got denser and denser, and less enjoyable the further I go through the book. Oh well, it's finished now.

  For the life of me I can't remember what time I started binge watching Futurama. I only got through 3/4s of series one, but I was interrupted by some Star Trek, and QI on TV. I also had my dinner. It was the final part of the huge Indian takeaway order I made on Xmas eve. I am happy to say it was still in good condition, and enjoyable. It was lamb bhuna main course with a bombay aloo vegetable side dish.

  I think the last episode of QI I saw finished at about 8.30pm, and I went to bed soon after that. Initially I read in bed. It was the next Edmond Cooper book in my (imaginary) reading list - "The Lost Continent". Oddly enough I have a vague memory of the last time I read it, and I seem to think I didn't like it, but I'll stick with it to the end because I can't remember any of the plot.

  I can only estimate I turned out the light sometime after 9pm, and probably before 10pm. Initially I thought I was going to have a lot of trouble getting to sleep. I was certainly tossing and turning for a while as I tried to find the most comfortable position, but suddenly it was around 1am, and I was waking up for a pee. I seem to think I woke of fewer times in the night for a pee compared to usual.

  On the whole I slept unusually well until about 5am when I had about a 30 minute period of insomnia. It wasn't so much as not being able to sleep, and more the feeling that I didn't need to sleep any more, although eventually I think I got almost 90 minutes more sleep. I feel I had lots of dreams last night, but as I sit here I can't remember a single thing about them. Maybe that is a sign that I did have a good night's sleep.

  I must admit I was hoping that my blood glucose reading was going to be even lower this morning - low enough to trigger a frenzy of eating the cake in the kitchen cupboard that has been waiting for a good excuse for a year or more. Sadly it wasn't quite good enough for that, but 8.1mmol/l, exactly the same as yesterday morning, is cause for some sort of lesser celebration - although I can't think what form it could take.

  Today it is going to be wet and miserable until maybe mid afternoon. I still intend to go to the pub as is now my habit on a Wednesday. I don't know if Angela is back at work after Xmas. It is possible she is off until after New Years Day, but I'll let her know I am going, and if she is at work I expect she will join me. If I have the time and inclination I might go to Tesco first.

P.S. I almost forgot. After going to the toilet I dared to weigh myself for the first time in many months this morning. I can't remember if this morning was more or less than last time, but it was just 400gm above my typical weight (perhaps about 1lb). That seems good considering after all I seem to have eaten, and done very little exercise.