Both forecasters agree that today will feature sunshine, but the latest revisions to both the BBC and Met Office forecasts have throttled back the sunshine. Both now show few hours of full sunshine, and a few hours without even sunny spells. It should still be nice after all the dull and rainy days recently, but the latest revision shows a maximum of just 14° C, but the BBC is still holding out for 15° C.  The Met Office show tomorrow to be dull all day with heavy rain in the evening. The BBC say tomorrow morning  could be sunny, the afternoon may feature light rain, and like the Met Office, heavy rain in the evening. The temperature could be 14 or 15° C.

   I seem to be off to a very late start today, and I am not really sure why. Too many distractions or something maybe. Back to yesterday, and it was an odd sort of day. I felt generally OK, and I can't recall feeling bored, and yet I did almost nothing of note all day.
  One brief distraction yesterday was the arrival, in the post, of another poo test kit. The covering letters were annoying because the way they were written was as if i had wanted to start doing these test, which I note will happen every two years. I ignored the very first one that was sent to me, but a few months later another kit arrived, and with it a sort of bullying letter. I did the business and returned it. That seemed to seal my fate, and I am going to be bullied into doing this every two years.

  Despite few distractions from food, I tried to moderate what I ate for most of yesterday. I started the day with my usual instant noodles, although I will confess it was a double sized helping again. I had two Scotch Eggs for lunch. They usually seem to be safe. Later in the afternoon I had some rice crackers with cheese on them. What I didn't have was the dinner that was cooked, and ready for a quick zap in the microwave to heat it before serving it up.

  On the whole, that dinner should have been very safe. It was basically just semi lean beef with broccoli as a stew. I did add some curry powder, and I am not sure if that has any significant sugar in it. It smelled very nice when it was cooking, and maybe that is what twisted my mind, and made me think about getting a proper curry for dinner. As nice as a genuine Indian curry would be, I know from past experience that some dishes, maybe just from some restaurants, raise my blood glucose level by unacceptable amounts.

  It was while perusing (delivered) take away options that I saw Vietnamese listed, and it intrigued me. In fcat it intrigued me too much, and I ordered 4 different dishes. Each dish seemed relatively cheap at about £8, but of course 4 time 8 - £32, and that is rather extravagant. On the other hand, it was a learning experience, and sometimes you have to take a chance to learn about these things.

  If I had one complaint about that food it was that most of each container was filled with noodles, and the other stuff, like any meat, looked almost lost among it. The rice dish fared a little better, but not much. I ate all the rice, but left quite a lot of noodles. I guess I enjoyed it, but maybe not enough to outweigh the downsides, and ultimately the downsides were far more serious than the meat to noodle ratio.

  I washed dinner down with Guinness, and continued to drink Guinness while watching some Fleetwood Mac on BBC2.
  Both "Fleetwood Mac at The BBC" and "Fleetwood Mac: Don't Stop" were good documentaries. Best of all was that because they were shown on the BBC there were no interminable adverts being shown like Sky Arts would have done. They can really piss me off ! As 10.30pm neared I had drunk 5 cans of Guinness, and I was feeling very tired. It was good that there was a break in the Fleetwood Mac programmes for, for some stupid reason, a Jools Holland programme. That seemed to be my cue to switch off and go to bed.

  I may have been barely able to keep my eyes open in the last 10 or 15 minutes of TV watching, but as soon as I got in bed I suffered from insomnia. One problem was that I had not turned the heater off early enough, and I felt too hot under the duvet. On the other hand I felt too cool without it. I don't know how long it took to get to sleep. It seemed like it was a long time, but I suspect it was no more than 15 minutes, and possibly only 10 minutes.

  I think I slept for about 3 hours, and woke up feeling much too hot. I don't think it was just the temperature. I would later learn that my blood glucose was very high, but it may have also been some spices in the Vietnamese food that together with the high blood glucose, left my pillow damp with sweat. That hasn't happened for a long time now. Some might also blame the 5 cans of Guinness, but I would disagree !

  By then my bedroom had cooled off.....I was going to say a lot, but it was only a matter of the couple of degrees. However it crossed that narrow threshold between cool but comfortable, and feeling cold. From then on I had to try and keep most of me under the duvet. Evidently I did because I seemed to only have one cold arm from the elbow to the fingers when I woke up another 3 or so hours later.

  It was only in the last hour or two of sleep that I had any dreams I can remember. I dreamed I was back repairing TVs. In the dream it was as if many years had passed doing other stuff, and so going back to repairing TVs was potentially tricky. Fortunately the first to TVs had "stock faults", or faults that were the result of bad design, and appeared so frequently that they were easy to diagnose and repair. For the first TV there was even a repair kit of all the parts I needed. It felt like I was back in the saddle again.

  I woke up from that dream at about 5.30am. I needed a pee, but it seemed far too early to get up. I turned the heater on full, and thought I would just have an extra 10 minutes in bed......It was almost 8am when I woke up again. I already knew that my blood glucose readings would be bad, but they were not quite the disaster I thought they would be. The worst reading was just on the threshold of disaster area at 10.0mmol/l. That was on my oldest meter. The other two meters both read 9.7mmol/l. That is just as undesirable, and I need to take care today to try and eat very carefully.

  The flaw in this plan is that this afternoon Jodie will be here for another beer tasting session. The only failsafe is that after probably getting drunk, I will definitely be eating the dinner I originally cooked for last night. Apart from the unknown qualities of cheap, supermarket, curry powder, everything else in it should be very safe. My breakfast this morning was cheese on rice crackers, and they are supposed to be safe. The potential danger time will be at lunch time. I don't want to drink on an empty stomach, and so I will have to eat something, but what ???