The current weather matches the latest revision to the forecast. That says full sunshine for 8 and 9am, and it was full sunshine until I typed 9am, and then a small cloud must have obscured the sun, but it is sunny again. If this latest revision to the forecast has any credence then it will start to rain by 10am. The Met Office says heavy rain, and some lighter rain, until 5pm. The BBC weather forecast almost agrees with this, but they say mostly light rain, and says it will finish an hour later at 6pm. Both agree that the temperature will peak at 13° C for a few hours. Tomorrow may be similar to today, but the 13° C peak temperature will be later in the afternoon.
 
  After my bad sleep the night before, I did feel sort of tired yesterday. After I finished writing I spent close to the rest of yesterday morning laying on my bed reading and snoozing. I can't remember what spurred me on to have a shower, and start to get things ready. It could have been Michael sending a text message asking if I wanted some bottles of Diet Coke while he was out shopping in his car, or it could have been Jodie phoning me to call in sick. She had a bad case of bunged up nose and stuff, and thought it better if she didn't come over for some beers.

  It seems ages since Jodie was last here. She missed two sessions because she was in Finland for a gig and stuff. I had hoped to excite her by showing all the unusual beers I had bought. Evidently I couldn't do it in person, but I did take pictures of the bottles (in groups of three) and sent them to her. She replied that she didn't recognise most of them except the most of the Italian, lager style, beers I had bought for Michael to sample. She said that you could get them at any Pizza Express, or other Pizza places, but I don't generally eat pizza, and so I have no idea about it.

  Jodie may not have been coming over, but it was lucky I got all the preparations done early because Michael arrived early so that he could miss the heavier rain that was almost chasing him up the road. Michael is always very wary about beers he doesn't know, but he did like those Italian beers I had bought for him. We had a very nice time, and we could possibly have drunk for longer, but Michael wanted to get home in time for Star Trek at 6pm.

  After my very high blood glucose reading in the morning I did my best not to eat too much lunch, and I did almost manage that, but I didn't want to drink on an empty stomach. I started off with a simple cheese sandwich. It was quite small because I am coming to the end of the loaf of Polish Sourdough bread, and it tapers down towards the end. I think the slices I had yesterday was about one and a half times the size of a credit card. That was not very big, and so I had another sandwich of ham and cheese.

  I hadn't prepared any dinner for after drinking, and that was by design. I wondered if I could avoid any dinner, but that was going a bit far after all the booze. I thought I could get away with just a single can of soup - Tesco's own brand cream of chicken soup which has an incredibly low sugar content. One was nice, and very safe. A second would also have been very safe as well, but I got an uncontrollable urge to have a bowl of instant noodles for "dessert". That was not ideal, but it was nice.

  Like Michael, I too watched some Star Trek. There were a couple of episodes/series to choose from at the same time, and both seemed not that good. At 7pm I turned over to watch The Simpsons on Channel 4+1, but I found it replaced by Channel 4 News. I haven't watched any TV news for maybe years, and so curiosity had me watching the news last night. It was not exactly thrilling, and in places really tedious and depressing. Some of it was about the economy. Apparently inflation has not been very high according to the government, but in reality some prices in Tesco have almost doubled, and everything had increased well beyond the supposedly official 5%. At the same time there was outrage that the mortgage/bank rate was also 5%. Within a year of buying my house the mortgage rate had gone up to 15% (or possibly 17% for a short while). Now that was hard, but I don't recall the price of food rising, although I did end up brewing my own beer to save money.

  I think I turned back to Star Trek:Voyager after the news, and although I don't really care for much of the Voyager series, it was a relief after the news. That finished at 8pm, and I didn't see anything else worth watching after that, and took my book to bed to read. It was not long after Michael had gone home that I sent Angela a message to say that I really wished that Angela would soon be well enough to join Michael and me for a booze up at home or in a pub.

  I wasn't sure if she would reply, and initially she didn't, but just after I turned out the light to go to sleep, at 8.30pm, she sent a reply. It was rather sad. She said she felt so unwell, and couldn't imagine ever getting better. I sent a reply where I tried to be as positive as I could be, trying to have a bit more belief that she would be start being free of pain probably sooner than she believed, and that her recover would speed up then, plus some other stuff. A few minutes later I added a PS of "Sweet dreams".

  There was quite a pause before she responded to that with a simple "Xxxxxx". It almost felt like she could only read and reply to my messages when lover boy had gone to the toilet or something. I have to presume he is staying there all the time now because I doubt she can get up and down stairs without some sort of help, and won't be able to do any shopping, and probably not even any cooking. It makes me wonder how she gets to and from hospital appointments.

  I think I fell asleep before 9pm last night, and I seemed to sleep extremely well. I can't remember any periods of insomnia - not even after getting up to go for a pee. In such cases I was probably back asleep again with a few minutes. Like a lot of the time these days, I can definitely remember having several dreams during the night, but I can't seem to recall the contents, or even the theme of those dreams. That is sort of annoying.

  What was not annoying was when I checked my blood glucose this morning. It was 10.0mmol/l yesterday morning, and right on the red line, but this morning it had come right down to 8.8mmol/l. That is not bad, and rather typical. I would still like to get it down into the sevens, like it was for a few days before yesterdays 10.0, but that seems more luck than judgement.....or maybe it sometimes depends on how well my bowels are working. This morning I've "been" twice, but it seems like only quite small quantities.

  Until about 20 minutes ago, when it started to cloud over, I could have been quite keen to go out. The sunshine was lovely, and although not warm, it was still fairly mild at about 9° C. As I write this it is quite dull, and probably getting duller. I really don't fancy going out when it's like this even if I could be sure it would stay dry, but of course both forecasters, The Met Office and The BBC, bot agree there is going to more than a sprinkle of rain soon. It looks like it could be another day of staying in.

 It could be dry from 7pm tonight, and there is a gig I am curious about that I could go to. There are two support bands on before Unorfadox at The Birds Nest tonight. It is an easy pub to get to - about 15 to 20 minutes on a 47 bus, but there are downsides. I am told that although the layout has changed since I last went to The Birds Nest, it is still quite cramped in there, and I really would find it hard to wait until the band I want to see comes on. If they were on first I would go just for 20 minutes to get a few snaps before going home again,, but I think I have talked myself out of it already !

  It's 9.45am, the sun is still shining, but the first rain is just hitting the window, and any blue bits of sky are shrinking even as I watch......