The latest revision to the forecasst has put the first sunny spells back to 10am. At the moment it is fairly bright outside, but there is no bright spot among the clouds that can cast a shadow. With luck the sun will break though as forecast, and from 11am through to sunset, we will get non stop sunshine. That should raise the air temperature to 19° C (or 18° C on the BBC channel). Tomorrow may be even warmer. Much of tomorrow may only feature sunny spells, but there could be some hours with full sunshine, and the temperature may reach 21° C. (The BBC say only 20° C, but perversely that think most of the day will feature pure sunshine).

  Very little happened yesterday. I just couldn't find the inspiration to go out during the day, and even less inspiration to go to a gig in the evening. I guess I have little to say about yesterday, and that is sort of good because I spent almost the entire morning describing my day before yesterday. Nevertheless, there are a few things to describe.

  AS I said, I didn't finish writing until almost midday yesterday, and that definitely influenced the rest of my day. For one thing it felt so late in the day that I couldn't be bothered to wash or put on clean clothes. That was a problem that fed on itself - it was both the outcome and the cause. Had I washed I might have been more inclined to try and go out - maybe even for just a short walk, but I just didn't feel like it.

  During the afternoon I passed much of the time reading both from a book and online. It was handy to catch up with many news items from https://www.theregister.com/ . I had so many tabs open in my web browser with a news story to read in each that it was gumming up my system. I must admit it was handy to have the time to read through almost all, but of course while I was reading new stories were being added all the time.

  One thing I didn't do, which rather surprised me, was to eat much during the day. I had had two small bowls of instant noodles for breakfast, which was a too frequent luxury. My lunch, if I remember correctly, was just 4 Marmite flavour rice cakes with cheese on them. I was planning on having a salad for dinner, but I seemed to be too busy doing nothing to prepare it.

  I could have gritted my teeth, and tried to not have any dinner, but I didn't feel I could manage that last night. Spurred on by a voucher code for £10 off from Just Eat I decided to splash out on a takeaway. This time I settled on a (hopefully) safe shish kebab. I thought that maybe it would be safe enough to order two "regular" shish kebabs - one chicken and the other lamb. At the last minute I ordered some peri peri flavour (allegedly) grilled wings. That last second distraction made me forget to use the £10 voucher, but fortunately the "regular" sized kebabs were not excessively expensive.

 When they arrived I found out why they were less expensive than some I have ordered in the past. It was because they were rather small, at least the meat content was very small, but they still had heaps of unusually nice tasting salad with them. After eating the two kebabs I felt I had ample room to eat the grilled wings too. I was originally thinking I might save them as a snack for maybe today. All three combined parts did seem to be satisfying enough.

  Being a weekday night, I was able to watch my usual three Star Treks, but there was no entertainment on Dave later. Happily I noticed that BBC1 were showing a fully up to day Have I Got News For You at 9pm. It was both interesting, and sometime baffling, to hear about news of stuff I had never heard of before, but assorted drama in our shameful ruling government party didn't, in itself, surprise me.

  HIGNIFY (as it is usually abbreviated to) finished at 9.30pm, and not long after that I was in bed reading. I didn't read for long because I was feeling quite tired - it evidently takes a lot of energy to do nothing all day ! I doubt it was much later than 10pm before I was fast asleep. I did seem to sleep well last night, and while it is a bit of a guess, it seems I might have slept in 3 hour chunks through the night, rather than 2 hours at a time as has become normal for quite a time now.

  I remember a vague précis of what seemed like a long dream in the later hours of this morning. It was set in a house with a few familar features, but was basically unlike my home. For one thing it seemed to have stone floors. Maybe I had just bought it or something because there was a sort of feeling of owning it. It was being renovated/decorated by some builders, and one builder had been fiddling around with the water tank in the attic.

  The core of the part remembered part of the dream was water cascading down from improbable places where the water tank was over flowing. Water was lightly poring from one point in the ceiling in a downstairs room, and yet it was dry above that spot in the room above. One builder was sitting on the floor, rolling a cigarette while a cascade of water poured down to the room behind him. He just shrugged his shoulders when I pointed out he was soon going to get a wet arse.

  None of the builders, including the one I thought caused the problem seemed concerned about it, and I realised I would have to fix it myself. Fortunately there was still a ladder in place to go up through the loft hatch. I think it was as I was looking up, and ready to put my first foot on the ladder that I woke up. It was a sort of relief to see that my house was still dry and intact.

  I had woken up because I needed to pee, although like the last few days, there was no real urgency about it. It was at about 5am, and it seemed a good time to turn the heater on low before I got back into bed. I think I woke up soon after 6am, opened my eyes, and then decided to close them again for maybe just 5 minutes more sleep. The next thing I knew was that it was just after 7am.

  I did get up then. After another visit to the toilet, more from habit than need, I took my morning pills, and then checked my blood glucose. While shash kebabs are usually kind to my blood glucose readings, there have been times when I have had unpleasant surprises. They were possibly because of other stuff I had eaten besides the kebabs. There was no worries about it this morning. My reading was 7.9mmol/l. This morning was the first reading I have had under 8.0mmol/l this month. I was very pleased about it, and it made the extra expense of a takeaway almost feel justified.

  I feel I shouldn't waste another sunny day, but I don't seem to feel excited about going out at all. The good thing is that I am coming to the end of my writing, and it isn't even 9.30am yet. Maybe I can build up to something like a walk or train ride in the next hour or two. Either that or I could do some well overdue gardening, and I have plenty of little tidying up jobs I should do. There is no reason to be bored today, but then  again there has been no good reason to be bored multiple times just this year, but still I was bored.