Although no rain was
forecast, it looks very damp outside as I
write this. It could have been left by rain in
the small hours of the night. The latest
revision to the forecast shows only light
cloud. 2pm is now shown using that odd icon of
the rain drop in front of a white cloud in
front of a shining sun. I really must remember
to look out the window at 2pm to see what it
actually means. It seems the cloud will break
up later to give full sunshine as the sun sets
at 6pm. This afternoon could be close to warm
at 14° C. The forecast for tomorrow is almost
a clone of today except at this time it is
shown as starting with rain until 8am. It
currently shows a single hour of sunny spells
at midday, and white cloud at other times
(after the darker rain clouds in the morning).
Once again the temperature should reach 14° C.
Yesterday was an eventful day, although
the main event was not nice, although
perversely actually good. Other than that, the
day was fairly boring, but there were
highlights among the boring parts. It was also
a day where I seemed to feel very hungry, and
ended up eating more than I should have. I had
better explain all this.
Towards the end of what I wrote
yesterday I mentioned that after a day of
partial constipation I was happy that I easily
passed what felt like a fair sized
contribution to the toilet. What I had no idea
or at the time was that there was a
lot
more to come ! I went again just before I
finished writing, but didn't comment on it
because it didn't seem unusual in any way.
What happened an hour later, and 20 minutes
after that was unusual. It was like the world
fell out of my bottom (to paraphrase the old
saying).
By maybe 11am it seemed, and felt like
I had purged the entire contents of my
digestive tract. Apart from the stench, and
the difficulty of flushing it all away, it was
no problem, and once over the shock, it sort
of felt good. It also seemed to make me feel
empty and very hungry. For a late elevenses I
had two sandwiches of sliced liver sausage.
They were made with Polish Sourdough bread,
and each slice was just over half the size of
a typical "Sunblest" loaf.
Barely an hour passed and I made and
ate two more sandwiches, and these were filled
with cheese and ham (plus mustard). They went
down a treat, but I was starting to feel quite
guilty about eating so much. I didn't rally
leave it there because an hour before I ate my
dinner I had an unusual pre-dinner snack of a
single pack of Tesco "Fried Chicken" flavour
instant noodles (which seemed to an almost
pleasant flavour that was completely unlike
fried chicken).
My dinner was a rather more healthy
diced beef stew with a whole heap of white
cabbage. I discovered an unopened bottle of
dried chill flakes that had possibly been at
the back of the cupboard for years. They were
still fine, and while they contributed very
little heat to my dinner, they did contribute
some nice flavour. I didn't eat anything more
after that, but I did have a couple of
whiskies before bed.
I didn't really do anything significant
between eating - except for one thing, and in
a way it was very significant. I looked form
and found a complete archive of every Danger
Man episode. It was a 40.5GB download from
https://ia-petabox.archive.org/details/secret.agent.aka.danger.man.complete.series.
I chose the Torrent download option. It took
only a couple of hours to download the whole
40.5GB of data.
I only looked for it because I had
found a home made DVD that had four episodes
on it. I am unsure where I got those episodes
from. I did have the whole of series one and
two from some old download ages ago when I was
looking for one particular episode whose name
I didn't know, but they were not very good
quality. The download from the Internet
Archive contained every single episode made,
and they were all in very good quality -
possibly straight from the original film
stock.
I'm not sure if I was ever a fan of
Danger Man, and I sort of remember it being a
sort of second choice if nothing else was on
TV. I'm not sure if it was on late, and
possibly post-pub entertainment, but if so it
would explain why I remember so little of it.
I watched three episodes last night, and I
guess it wasn't until I was maybe halfway
through the third episode before I started to
identify with it, and started to enjoy it.
I don't think Danger Man influenced my
dreams in any way last night. Mostly I seemed
to sleep fairly well. I do remember a long
series of dreamlets making up a sort of serial
dream. It mainly seemed to be about railways.
The first few minutes seem to be about looking
for dropped tickets in case any of them were
interesting. I ended up at the back entrance
of a large station that must have been
Waterloo station, although it has no back
entrance as appeared in my dream.
I really just wanted to walk through
the station to get to the road the other side,
but I had to go through ticket barriers for
that. I was reluctant to swipe my ticket
through because I wasn't (at that part of the
dream) intending to go anywhere. There was
also the complication that the ticket barriers
were sort of like an open maze, and I could
see that some ended up as a dead end.
I don't actually remember going through
those barriers, but in the next sequence I was
in the station, and meeting a friend. I was
explaining the virtues of a Freedom Pass (or
Over 60s pass) to him, and suggested he needed
to get The London Connections Map to see where
he could travel to for free using a pass. At
the information desk there were no complete
copies of the map, but I found enough ripped
fragments to make up the full map. While at
the desk I saw a couple of people buying small
stacks of old 45rpm vinyl singles. I learned
that they had been salvaged form a flooded
basement, and would need to be soaked in water
to stop them sticking together, and to then
wash them.
I am sure there were more short dreams
that continued the basic theme, but they
seemed to have faded from my memory since
waking up. I can't really define just how I
seem to feel oddly good today. Maybe it is
looking forward to a beer delivery today or
maybe it is the relief of finding out my blood
glucose has not gone through the roof after
eating so much yesterday. To my complete
astonishment it is exactly the same as
yesterday - a very good 7.7mmol/l !
I find it very good that I can order
beer on a Sunday afternoon, and get it
delivered to my doorstep sometime on Tuesday.
At the moment I have only had the advice shown
on the left. I am expecting a text message,
probably within the next hour or so to give me
a predicted one hour slot when my beers will
arrive. (Incidently DHL's web site does
confirm that it is at the local depot and it
will be delivered some time today - and past
experience says it will be around 11am, but
any time today would be a good time).
This beer delivery does not contain the
red labelled St Bernadus Brewery "Prior 8"
beer that I want, but it should contain some
pretty nice brews from other Belgium
breweries. I did order a whole case (12) of
Prior 8 from Amazon, and I am expecting that
either tomorrow or Thursday. The latest news
still says tomorrow or Thursday. I am keeping
my fingers crossed that if it is tomorrow it
will not be while I am drinking in The Jolly
Farmers.
Writing "The Jolly Farmers" reminds me
that I exchanged a couple of brief text
messages with Angela yesterday morning. She
told me she is still in agonising pain, and
that even Tramadol does nothing for it. I was
surprised that she has already being going to
physiotherapy session, and blames them for
making it worse. She said that she was
strongly considering going to A&E
yesterday or today. It does sound as if
something is wrong, and new Xrays may shed
some light on the problem. I hope she is out
of pain very quickly.
Apart from waiting for my beer delivery
I am not sure what I shall be doing today. I
may pop out to the shops to buy more Diet
Coke. Neither the BBC or Met Office paint a
very good weather picture for today, and the
chances of getting out the house for other
reasons seem slim. Maybe I will spend a fair
bit of time today binge watching Danger Man
Episodes.