A lot of yesterday was mildly grey.
At 4pm it actually looked like it might
rain, and the BBC weather forecast page
hastily scribbled in a 34% chance of rain
for 4pm. It stayed dry. Most of the sunshine
was in the morning, and in the last couple
of hours before sunset. Maybe it was the
lack of sunshine, or maybe the hot plume of
air, that has brought some very high
temperatures, is now moving on, but I don't
think it quite reached the first forecast of
30° C, but it did seem to reach the later
forecast of 29° C. It may have only been a
difference of one degree, but it did feel a
bit fresher yesterday (except in my bedroom
where it was 30° C most of the day).
The sky is still light grey, and
the latest revision to the forecast now
shows 9am as white cloud , although as I
look out the window I see light grey
still. The BBC forecast happily shows
loads of sunshine, and the temperature
rising to 26° C. The Met Office is a bit
more realistic (probably), and shows just
some sunny spells this morning, and in the
early evening. It says today's maximum
temperature may be just 24° C. At any
other time that could feel warm, but after
days of 30° C it will almost feel cold.
Tomorrow may feature some sunny spells in
the morning, but rain is forecast from mid
afternoon. It may only reach 22° C
tomorrow. The BBC agree with the sunny
spells in the morning, and an afternoon at
22° C, but throw in a few of their beloved
thunderstorms for mid afternoon.
I finally finished washing
the bath towel, and two white t-shirts
yesterday, but I split the job into two
parts mid wash because it was obvious the
towel would need many more rinses than the
t-shirts. I did the t-shirts separately,
and had them hanging up to dry. I then had
a 20 minute break before giving the bath
towel another 5 or 6 rinses before hanging
it on the clothes horse to dry. It didn't
seem like good drying weather outside.
One of the odd things about
yesterday is that I didn't seem to find
time for my traditional rest periods where
I would lay on my bed reading, and
sometimes having a snooze. Now I don't
know why this was because I did very
little else besides the laundry I
described above. I guess I had a lot of
stuff on the internet to catch up on. I
spent some time reading technology news
stuff, and some time reading the comic
pages such as
https://www.thedailymash.co.uk/.
I did spend some time transferring
a few more of Jodie's old radio programmes
from cassette tapes to mp3 files so that
they can be played more easily. As I
mentioned yesterday, once I had set up
stuff like the recording level, and
allowed time for the program to settle
down, and not crash, it was mainly a case
of leaving it to get on with it by itself
for nearly a hour. There was one time
where I spent a bit of time messing up,
and getting right, the tape head azimuth
alignment. To simplify matters I used a
sharp Stanley (box cutter) knife to cut
some of the plastic away for easier access
to the alignment screw.
One surprising thing, if my memory
is right, is that despite a lot of time
when I was not exactly working my brain
hard, and could easily be distracted, I
seemed to eat very little. I did have a
very light lunch of 4 rice cakes with
salami on them, but very little else until
dinner time. My dinner was the diced lamb
I had cooked the previous day. yesterday
afternoon I put the cauliflower and
broccoli in it, and zapped it for about 12
minutes in the microwave.
Before serving dinner I gave it
another 6 or 7 minutes in the microwave,
and while it was steaming hot I added some
gravy granules. I then exercised patience
that doesn't come easy, and left it to
cool down for about 20 minutes. It was
still very warm when I ate it. Adding the
gravy granules to thicken it up made it
seem like a more substantial meal, and I
didn't seem to want anything after it.
There was precious little on TV
last night to amuse me. I did find that
Sky Arts were re-showing the Mick
Fleetwood (original member of Fleetwood
Mac) and Friends show. I managed to catch
it while there was still supposed to be
about 25 minutes of it left, but after
taking away all the commercial breaks it
worked out to about 10 minutes of
programme. That was bitterly disappointing
- particularly when I think I missed the
first 20 minutes the first time I saw it.
I whiled away a couple of hours
last night watching another couple of
episodes of the old Granada TV Sherlock
Holmes, starring Jeremy Brett, series. I
ended up going to bed at just after 9pm,
but it was well past 10pm before I managed
to get to sleep. By then the temperature
in my bedroom had fallen to 28.5° C -
still rather hot and sticky ! Like the
previous hot night, I filled my cool bag
(actually it is more like a soft box) with
three frozen 500ml bottles of tap water,
and three 500ml of chilled tap water. That
help a bit to keep cool, and also kept me
hydrated when my wet pillow was evidence
that I was losing water in other ways than
getting up for a pee.
I can remember just enough of one
dream last night to describe something of
my dreams. it was one of those pecuilar
dreams that mix a bit or the erotic, or
maybe potential erotic, a handful of
disappointment, some frustration, and
maybe a smattering of thankfulness that I
woke up before it all completely went off
the rails.....although there was an
unlikely chance of a very enjoyable end.
That is a big build up to actually not
that much dream.
The dream was set in a house that I
think may have been in Biggin Hill, and
the inspiration may have been from real
life, although in dreamland everything was
turned up to 11. I was with three people.
One was a very delightful and attractive
woman. She was doing her best to really
pamper me, but she was held back by one of
the people being her husband. He was
actually out of the room for much of the
time, but the third person, another man,
maybe young man, seemed like he was
keeping an eye on us. Ultimately, because
of this, nothing actually happened, but
there were lots of little clues that more
could have happened.
I think I woke up for my third pee
for the night when the dream ended (or
maybe it was the other way around). That
was at about 5am, and I wanted to try and
sleep for about another hour. It was a
typical case of thinking I would never get
back to sleep, and then suddenly almost an
hour and a half had passed. I think on
this occasion, having three pees in the
night was a lot more to do with drinking
water during the night, than any effect of
type 2 diabetes.
This morning I had a wonderful
surprise. my new blood glucose reading was
of a reading I hadn't seen in maybe 20
years - just 6.8mmol/l. The old meter was
not so good, but it confirmed my blood
glucose was almost normal with a figure of
7.2mmol/l. I shouldn't get too excited
because while Patricia was here we checked
her blood glucose level, and it was just
5.2mmol/l. That is about right for someone
who has no diabetes of any type.
There are a few things I will be
doing today. One will be to have a good
wash - both hair and body. To my utter
shame I did neither yesterday. I need to
go shopping in Tesco, and I am to do that
before midday, although there is no
special reason for before midday except it
sounds sort of neat. This afternoon I may
possibly go shopping in Lidl. I haven't
been there for ages. I am told that they
have not gone over 100% to self checkouts
- the reason why I stopped shopping there
(although it is also quite a long walk
with heavy shopping). I am told (by Jodie)
that they have a special on at the moment
of a box of German Oktoberfest beers. It
contains 8 large bottles, and is too heavy
for Jodie. There is a feint possibility it
might just fit in my rucksack. It could be
a real bugger if it doesn't!