Both weather forecasters show a similar forecast of sunny spells and sunshine in the morning, and rain in the evening. The latest revision says the rain could now start, possibly only as drizzle, at 6pm. The BBC, which shows more sunshine, and says it will last almost until the rain takes over, reckon this afternoon could be 23° C, but the Met Office say it might only be 22° C, and that for as little as an hour or two. Tomorrow may feature a lot of light rain, and the temperature should still reach 21° C.

  Yesterday was one of those days when I achieved very little. I seemed to have little inspiration, and little energy, although the latter is really an unknown because I didn't do anything to tax myself, and so be able to judge my energy levels. I did eventually find a possible reason for this, and I'll mention it a bit later.

  My plans to go to Aldi were essentially scuppered by two things, although I could have probably if I was only suffering from just one of the two things. The first, more important, and key thing was that I started writing so late, and with a fair amount to say, it was almost midday when I finally put my pen down (metaphorically speaking). It is possible that one thing that slowed my writing down was being distracted by thoughts of what I might buy to eat in Aldi.

  At the conclusion of my writing I had my usual little rest, and while doing so I was not really resting my mind because I was still considering food. What I decided was that instead of going out to buy more food I could make what turned out to be some very tasty ham, lettuce and mustard sandwiches. I made them with the brown/wholemeal (possibly including rye flour) bread with pumpkin seeds on it. The first, which is all I planned to eat, was so delicious that I used the last two slices of bread for another identical sandwich.

  The only other thing of note, besides making sandwiches, which I did yesterday was some very simple photo editing. I had done all the hard stuff the day before. All I had to do was to crop the edges of some of the pictures, and then shrink the images down to fit on this page. They were the second batch of photos taken in and around the park on Sunday.
  This robin was obviously not part of the "Birds Of Prey" display in the park. It was just sitting by the path as I walked away from the park for some refreshment. As soon as it saw me coming it turned it's back on me, but stayed in the same place.
  I thought this choir practice, taking place in the St Mary's Church "Therapeutic Gardens" was something to do with the church. In the few seconds that I passed them I didn't hear any singing, and so couldn't tell if they were singing hymns. I would see them again, and they weren't singing hymns then.
  I took this picture while waiting for the pub to open. I don't do any intentional "bus spotting", but do take the occasional snap. I particularly wanted to take this snap because the 380 bus only runs past here not in service, and I think it usually displays that on the front blind on it's way from Catford Bus Garage.  Quite why it was displaying it's final destination, and route number, while stopped at a bus stop it doesn't use is a mystery. There was certainly no one on board (except for the driver) when it set off again and passed me 30 seconds or so after taking this photo.
  My camera was on and ready, although the exposure level was a bit low, when this police car came screaming up the road with it's siren blaring, and it's blue lights flashing. I have no idea where it was going, or why it was going there, but I couldn't resist the photo opportunity.
  I had to wait several minutes for the horse and police rider to be free of kids or other admirers. There were two horses and riders, but the other still had sticky fingered kids stuck to it. Apart from standing there for some time so that the the kids could look at them on this special event day, they regularly do a quick patrol of the park as part of their daily exercise.
 I saw the same choir I had seen earlier, but this time they were on "the live stage". I had my suspicions confirmed that the so called stage would not be put to any good use, but getting a good rock covers band on, for instance. The choir, who may have have droned on for hours for all I know or care, were singing a sea shanty when I passed by.
  Yesterday I said I had a few better pictures of the birds of prey, but for some variety I have limited it to just one to show here today. This is a pygmy falcon (at least I think that is what the keeper said) perched on a thick leather glove worn by one of the kids. It was soon after I took this shot that Jodie said she would have liked to try it, but didn't fancy putting on a glove that had had so many dirty/sticky kids hands in it - and who can blame her !

  After a fairly quiet afternoon I settled down to watch what turned out to be five hours of TV. I did have an unused plan to have a tasty dinner of bacon and lettuce, maybe with tomato sauce to emulate the famous BLT - Bacon, Lettuce and Tomato. It would have taken little effort to make it - the bacon could be left in the mini oven/grill to cook itself, and the lettuce was ready prepared in a bag.

  Unfortunately I was suckered in to a 20% off deal (certain restaurants only) from Just Eat. Once again my dinner was takeaway shish kebabs. I thought I would try "Lewisham Kebabs", and I did it without consulting "Scores On The Doors" to see how their hygiene was rated. Fortunately it was very tasty, and didn't have any ill effects, although it did have a positive effect.

  The usual blank space in my TV viewing was filled by a new edition of "Secrets Of The London Underground" with the delectable Siddi, and the sadly camp bloke explored bits of the Underground rarely seen except by maintenance workers. I enjoyed that, but enjoyed QI, which followed, somewhat less. Despite having a mostly lazy day I still started to feel very tired as QI was coming to an end. Once ended I quickly brushed my teeth, went to bed an read for maybe 15 minutes before falling into quite a deep sleep.

  I would not have been surprised if I had woken up for a pee a lot last night, but this time maybe not because of a high blood glucose level. It could have been because I seemed to be quite thirsty, and I put that down to two things. One was that I suspect the shish kebabs were a bit salty, and the other was that I had started drinking glasses of Diet Coke poured from an ice cold bottle straight from the fridge. I enjoy even ice cold water so much that I usually gulp a lot of it down for the pure pleasure of it.

  Even so, I still didn't wake to pee more than maybe twice in the night, and the reason was what had happened a few hours before going to bed. In the morning I am sure I mentioned that I didn't have a morning poo, and that I didn't feel any obvious discomfort because of it. Maybe I did feel something that I identified as the sort of tired, lethargic feeling that too away and desire to do much yesterday.

  I think it was around 8pm that I went to the toilet, maybe initially just for a pee, and then realised that things were moving. Indeed they were, and quite a lot of it. Less than five minutes after leaving the toilet I was back there again, and it was very productive again. I made it a very long visit to the toilet so I could try and avoid having to make a third trips. It seemed to work out well.

  Perhaps being very empty was the reason why I seemed to sleep a lot better than usual last night. I probably almost made up and lost sleep from recent nights. It didn't stop me dreaming, although my dreams seemed almost bland. They all seemed to be about being among technicians and extras on film sets. I was never sure if i was a technician or extra, or just an interested bystander.

  In one dream they seemed to be filming something in my house, and so on that occasion I had a good reason to be there. I never did see any filming taking place, and that is because I am quite aware there is very little glamour in filming, and so much of the day is just spent waiting as cameras, sound and scenery are set up.  In my last dream I was in my dining room, although it looked rather different to real life. There was a lot of waiting going on, and I said to one of the technicians (or possibly an "extra") that I had dreamed about hanging around on a film set the previous night. he sarcastically said "that must have been fascinating for you", and I replied "no, it was very boring". He gave me a knowing look and walked off.

  I could almost have got up soon after 5am this morning, but i tried for, and got almost another hours sleep. Once I was up I did the usual of checking my blood glucose reading. I strongly suspected that the two large ham and lettuce sandwiches I had would have ruined any chance of getting a good reading, but maybe that "European" bread had no sugar in it (unlike English breads), and hadn't ruined my chances. It also made paying for another shish kebab takeaway worth it when my readings turned out to be nice and low and very low. The new meter said 8.1mmol/l, and the old meter said a brilliant 7.4mmol/l. 20 or 30 years ago, when the NHS was very progressive I could probably have made a good claim to get kebabs on the NHS because they are so good for my blood glucose level.

  So far this morning I have not done a poo, but it is still early-ish yet. I do feel I will do something despite having a mega clear out last night. I should certainly feel OK for the one single thing on my agenda for today. It's a Wednesday, and that's the day for a lunchtime pint or three of Guinness in The Jolly Farmers. I may not do anything else today apart from have a shave, shampoo and shower before going out. I don't think I'll have time to get to Aldi this morning, and after a few pints I won't want to do it this afternoon. I think I will get some cheese and more "European" bread from the little supermarket on Catford Bridge. That should be all I need for today.