Today sees a change in the weather, but maybe not the more extreme change forecast for today 24 hours ago. The Met Office says it won't rain until 11pm tonight, and that there will be a scattering of sunny spells until at least mid afternoon. The BBC say sunny spells from sunrise to 6pm, and then it will start to rain. Both forecasters say it will still reach 21° C.
Tomorrow sees a bigger change. It will be very dull with some rain, and the maximum temperature of 16° C, but it won't get that high until early evening. The BBC forecast is not that different, although say the temperature may peak at 17° C around mid afternoon.

   I seemed to feel moderately good yesterday. Maybe it was proof that many ills are all in the mind, and having a good excuse not to even consider going out was enough to let me relax, but not relax too much - I was expecting a delivery of beer, and had to be alert for that.

  Fortunately, unlike Amazon, most courier companies give a reasonably tight estimate of a one hour slot for when the delivery will take place. My beer arrived a little past the mid point of the one hour slot, and it was at about 11:30am when it arrived on my doorstep. As many couriers now do, they snapped a picture of the box of beer on my doorstep, and that is the picture seen on the left.

  Once I had been notified of the one hour slot I could relax, and have a shower. I did have thoughts that I might go out later, and being fresh and clean would be good for that. I thought about a longer walk than I actually did - which was from home to Poundstretcher and back again.

  Once I had my box of beers inside, opened, and a few beers put in my refrigerators, I went out. I guess it was a little after midday. There were a few things I definitely wanted from Poundstretcher. I wanted, and bought some sugar free fizzy drinks. I wanted some more sugar free biscuits, but they only had the one type instead of three or four types. The type they had was a plain "fibre"  biscuit which is nice, but unexciting. I bought three packs so I have plenty if they run out of those too.

 The other thing I wanted was more supplies of blue "support bandage". It is principally for things like added support for sore wrists or elbows, but I am carrying out an experiment on it. It is like a mild version of Japanese foot binding. I am finding out if a fairly tight wrapping across my foot, as seen in the picture, will pull my foot back into shape  - less bunion, and the big toe straightened up a bit. In my wildest fantasies I think it seems to be working, but in reality.....

  I had little to do in the afternoon, but with nice sunshine pouring through my bedroom window I was content to lay on my bed quietly reading for some time. It wasn't quite nice enough to completely distract me from the idea of food. I was very aware I had to be very careful, but I though one small instant noodle pot, of a new flavour (beef) that I found in Poundstretcher couldn't do much harm.

  A bit later I felt peckish again, and I had a small portion of the micro chips that I have previously thought to be safe enough in small quantities. An earlier purchase from Poundstretcher helped in this. I poured at least three quarters of the bag of micro chips into an air tight container where they should survive long periods without going stale. I ate the other quarter, and I also ate 4 small, alleged sugar free, chocolate chip cookies. The rest of the pack also went into an airtight container so once again I feel no compulsion to eat them all up too soon.

  I decided I would play it very safe when it came to dinner. I waited until gone 6pm before ordering a shish kebab takeaway. One thing I was banking on was that as usual on Tuesdays there was a 20% discount on stuff ordered via Just Eat. usually I get loads of spam to remind me of this, but not yesterday, but I still got the hoped for discount that makes an order almost affordable (but still a bit of a luxury item).

  It turned out to be the strangest order I have ever got. I ordered a small lamb shish kebab, and a large chicken kebab. When the order was delivered I started on the smaller box which should have had the lamb shish kebab in it. It didn't, it had chicken in it. I then opened the larger box and found that had a mix of chicken and lamb shish kebab. I can only guess the chef got mixed up and realised he was putting the chicken in the small box, and then decided to put the rest of the chicken in with the lamb in the bigger box. It could have been a bit of problem if the order was for two people, but as I always intended to eat both (both minus the pitta bread) I was more than happy to eat it.

   As usual, I watched the three Star Treks on TV last evening. As usual, Star Trek: Voyager was annoying. Last night I finally realised why. I realised I just can't stand Captain Janeway using her attempt at a sympathetic voice. It seems like the sort of voice a rapist might use to distract his or her victim. Evidently Michael likes that voice because he is in live with Janeway, but it creeps me out.

  Also as usual, it had long been dark outside before Star Trek: Voyager finished, and so soon after I went to bed. I didn't seem to feel all that tired, but I don't think I managed to read for half an hour before I put the book down, and went to sleep. I seemed to sleep in almost three hour chunks through the night, although I don't think I actually got 9 hours of sleep, although it would have been nice.

  I am sure I dreamed a lot last night, but all I can remember seems like a memory of the previous night. It was set in a big college, or maybe university (although I have never been in a university before), but maybe there were differences to the dream I tried to describe yesterday. The dream started off in a classroom, although it is the only classroom I can remember with a big settee in it. I was sitting on the settee with a friend to my right when a younger boy sat down on my left, and so close that he was touching me.

  I suspect he just wanted to be annoying, and I had to have strong words with him to get him to move away. The lecture started, and it seemed to be about kebab making ! The teacher (professor ?) had a grill on his desk, and started cooking some meat. Suddenly a glob of flaming fat shot out, and set another pupils hair on fire ! It was quickly put out, but it seemed obvious that the grill was a little out of control. We were all sent to the theatre to watch something. I never discover what it was we would watch because I, and at least several others, failed to find the theatre.

  I'm sure that dream had other adventures in it, but I can't recall any more. I feel sure I had some other dream just before waking up, but all details of that have now evaporated. I seemed to feel OK when I got up, and maybe my blood glucose readings confirmed that, although in reality they have very little bearing on how I feel - except a good reading does add a sort of boost to the day.

  The readings I took this morning were very mixed up, but at least two of them almost agreed.  My newest meter read 8.1mmol/l, and that seemed quite good enough. The oldest meter read 8.6mmol/l. That is sort of typical, but disappointing after spending good money on a delicious shish kebab. It was the older meter that was the real outlier. It read a rather fantastic 6.8mmol/l. I think the average between the three readings basically said I had brought my blood glucose reading down from too high to a very sensible level.

  Things get trick today. I am waiting for another beer delivery. I have already been given a one hour slot between 12:06 and 13:06pm. If it arrives at the beginning of that slot I can go to The Jolly Farmers at about my normal time. If it arrived at the end time I will be setting out very late, but that is better than nothing. The overall good thing is that I have plenty of time to shave, wash my hair, and have a shower before going out.