It is indeed bright and sunny as I write this, but the latest revision to the forecast says that we will lose any sunshine or sunny spells at 11am now. With only light clouds it may still stay bright, and now there may be sunny spells at 3pm, but not at 6pm as shown above. Once again the temperature will only rise to a disappointing 11° C (I think we ought to be seeing at least a few days at 20° C now). With no sunshine it will feel close to cold, and certainly not warm. Tomorrow is currently shown as dry even though much of the day will feature heavy dark grey clouds. It will be an even colder day with no more than 10° C expected.
 
   It seems that these days whenever I do anything that could be called exercise (even if just a bit of walking to and from railway stations) I need the next day to recover from it. Well that was I expected, but I didn't put it to the test yesterday. I had planned a walk to the pharmacy as a bare minimum, but on my third attempt I got through to them, and ordered my next repeat prescription to be ready for picking up on Thursday.

  With one reason to go out not needed I didn't bother to take a shower, and because of that I didn't bother going out anywhere else. I would have like to get some shopping in Tesco. The previous time I went I concentrated on my immediate needs, but another shopping trip to stock up on some stuff to put in the freezer, or cupboard for longer life food would be useful. I may do it today.

  It is possibly a good idea that I didn't go to Tesco yesterday because I felt very hungry through a lot of yesterday. Much of it could be blamed on boredom, and I was in the sort of mood where I may have thrown caution to the wind, and eat anything that satisfied my need for food excitement. One thing that I did eat gave me later regrets was a small plate of oven chips. Having finished that bag, another bag in the fridge would be good for future times when I feel desperate for a nibble.

  The most useful thing I did all day was to notice a smell like old tom cats piddle, and trace it's source. I knew straight away that it was actually the typical smell of an overheating mains plug, and I homed in on the plug for my fan heater. It was indeed very hot, and quite smelly. It would have take a lot for it to catch fire because the shell of the plug does not easily burn, and I was more worried about it damaging the wall socket because changing that would be a lot of fuss.
  This was the plug, and I have circled the worst areas of burning. I believe the problem was a poor contact between the fuse and the fuse holder at one end. It is possible that the fuse itself could have been at fault. I threw it away just in case it was faulty. It was handy that I had a spare mains plug, of a more reliable make than some cheap Chinese plug as used on the Chinese fan heater. The "new" mains plug I used was on the Sony camcorder battery charger that I recently cut off so I could extend the mains lead from 6 inches to a full yard. I have fitted a low current, 2 amp, fuse in the burnt plug because it would be still safe to use for something small that doesn't consume much power.

  I spent quite a lot of the morning, and a few hours in the afternoon doing little more than reading, but I got fed up with that. I didn't think I was in the right mood for it, but late in the afternoon I started to watch the first of 2 episodes of Star Trek: Picard (episodes 3 and 4 of series 2). It wasn't long before I was fully into it. I still have mixed feeling about it. I feel the special effects are well over done, and that each episode is two long.

  I guess it probably only works as a serial, but that does mean every episode needs loads of padding that would not be needed if it was written as a TV series instead of a sort of movie series. It is like everything Hollywood touches - it becomes bloated and made for spectacle instead of story. One interesting fact I heard recently is that one of the greatest films of all time, Hitchcock's "Psycho" was made using a TV crew when the big Hollywood studios didn't think it was interesting enough to pay for it's production.

  The ending of the second "Picard" episode I watched slightly overlapped onto the usual 3 hours of Star Treks I usually try and watch. In fact I didn't watch them that much because I knew the stories too well, and spent some time on the internet with the TV on in the background. It was about 7pm when I had my dinner. It was almost the same as the previous night's dinner - stewed chicken with shredded cabbage and leek.
  It was some time before dinner, while I was looking at the internet, that I saw someone was drinking a bottle of Perla "Miodowa" (honey) beer. It reminded me that I had a couple of cans of this beer in my now fast dwindling stash of Polish beers that I stocked up on before Brexit made these beers fairly rare. I was a bit concerned that the sweet, honey tasting beer would not be good for my blood glucose level, but it seems it was fine, as were the other two cans of strong Polish beer I drank last night.

  After the last Star Trek episode finished there didn't seem to be anything worth watch on TV, and I was in bed slightly before 9pm, and fast asleep soon after 9pm (at least I think I was). Maybe I should blame to bad sleep I had the night before because last night I seemed to sleep very well - not perfectly though. I seemed to wake up to pee 3 or even 4 times with as little as an hour between them in the last half of the night. I think every time I tried to get to sleep, or back to sleep, it seemed like I was going to suffer form insomnia again, but before I could say "sod it" I was asleep.

  I am pretty sure I had some interesting dreams, and that something I had watched, Star Trek: The Original Series, The Next Generation, Enterprise, or Picard had influenced my dreams, but I have no idea what it all was now.  All I can remember is a vague idea that the dream(s) was/were very enjoyable. It is a shame that such enjoyment can just fade into nothing when you wake up.

  First it was the small plate of chips, maybe some nibbles I had, and then the honey beer that gave me no confidence I would have a fair blood glucose reading this morning. I was very happy to see it not just fair, but very good ! This morning I hit my imaginary target of 7.5mmol/l. That is on the upper end of what would be considered normal for a non diabetic. The odd thing is that yesterday was one of those days when I didn't really make any effort to achieve it. On the contrary, I was feeling under the weather, and I could easily have eaten very bad things for me if I thought they would be exciting.

  I guess this morning I feel pretty average, although that could also be "untested". I haven't done anything to say whether I am good, or not. I intend to go to Tesco this morning, preferably before the sunny spells finish for the day. That will be a good test of how good or bad I actually am. Another thing I expect I'll be doing today is to hand wash a couple of small towels. Other than that I will possibly do very little...I was going to say that I doubt I'll be going out, but maybe now it is a tiny possibility. I've just checked the latest revision to the weather forecast. The sunny spells for midday have now been re-instated, and with white cloud forecast for the rest of the afternoon it may not be too bad out there, but then again there is the temperature to consider. 11° C is not very enticing, and it may not reach that until mid afternoon.