Right now it is raining, but it should be sunny ! It makes me wonder just how accurate today's forecast will be. The highlights should be sunny spells at 10am, 1pm, and full sunshine at 4pm. All other times are shown as white cloud except for 2pm which seems like it will mix sunny spells with heavy rain. Of course later revisions to the forecast will probably bring totally different prediction. One thing is usually right, and that is the temperature. Today the afternoon high may be just 10° C. Tomorrow could be even colder with just 9° C predicted. Tomorrow morning may feature rain for a few hours, but from 1pm it should be dry with some sunshine possible later in the afternoon.

   Last night was a bit of a disaster, but most of yesterday was a great day. After my morning writing I had a shower, and washed my hair. Once that was dry, and I was dressed, I headed to the station to pick up two copies of the Metro newspaper, take a couple of train pictures, and then get the 12:34 train as far as Ladywell.

  I got to The Jolly Farmers a bit early, and Kevin, who I was meeting there, was a bit late. That meant I was a full pint of Guinness ahead of him for the whole session, and it was a rather long session ! It was a most enjoyable session, and I think my tally was 4 pints of Guinness, 2, or maybe 3, double Jamesons whiskey, and a single dark rum plus a single golden rum. It was obvious it was going to be a long, and very boozy session. It always is when we meet so infrequently, and there is so much to catch up on.

  Now the problem was that I was drinking on an almost empty stomach, and I got exceptionally drunk by the time I headed home. I didn't really realise how drunk I was until my legs sort of collapsed on me as I walked through the dark park. It was all a bit of a blur, but rather than fall forward, I fell backwards - very hard onto my bottom. Maybe my rucksack, with a laptop in it, helped pull me backwards.

  The first time it happened I was near some low railings, and I used them to help pull myself upright again. The next time it happened, over halfway home, a very kind man (with dog) helped steady me as I struggled to stand up. He then saw me all the way home - which was a very kind gesture. I got the impression he knew roughly where I lived, and so I guess he is probably a near neighbour, but I can think who it is. I am more likely to recognise his dog.

  I don't remember anything after I got home. This morning I saw plenty of evidence I had fallen over a couple more times, and it seems I managed to pull a coat rack off the wall. There are three in a line, and the end one was always a bit loose. I shall use longer screws when I put it up again. I have no idea what time it was when I got home, but I would guess it was after 7pm. Once up in my bedroom I went on auto pilot, and put myself to bed. I only know this because that is how I found myself when I woke up around 3am.

  I did my best to have a lie in this morning, but from about 3am I didn't get that much sleep, and I probably spent my last hour in bed tossing and turning, and failing to get to sleep. It was just after 7am when I got up. I still felt very slightly wobbly, although some of it was because I was in some pain. It feels like I have bruised my buttocks, or maybe the base of the spine. I have to be careful how I sit down. To write this I am forcing myself into a very good, straight backed posture, and while holding this pose is mildly hard work, it is otherwise comfortable.

  I had two surprises  this morning (beyond noting the carnage of me falling over indoors several times). The first was that despite eating very little, and absolutely no dinner, I needed to do a fairly substantial poo. The second was when, after going to the toilet, I got on the scales. I seems I have lost nearly 4kg compared to my weight when I saw the nurse 3 or 4 weeks ago. I expect it is mostly a transient drop, and my weight will go up a bit later, but some of the loss may stick.

  Last Friday morning I am sure I mentioned I was a bit worried about what rum might do to my blood glucose. It is quite a sweet spirit, and my two rums last night may be instrumental in raising my blood glucose from a expected/hoped for very low reading. My readings were good, but not excellent. The lowest was 8.2mmol/l on the Sino Care (newest) meter. The highest was 8.9mmol/l on the Contour meter.
  Apart from a lot of chatting with Kevin, I also showed off the camera in my Huawei P30 Pro mobile phone. It is a fairly dimly lit pub, but that phone camera turned out a pretty impressive picture of Kevin. Apart from shrinking the size to fit on this page, it is otherwise untouched.
  I should have put this picture further up the page because I took it on my way to the pub. It shows a very plump looking heron standing in a shallow part of the river at the rear of the St Mary's Therapeutic Garden. It is a shame my little Nikon S6300 only has a x10 zoom. The bird was some way away, and more zoom would have captured a close up.

  I'm not sure if it is a wise idea, but today, being a Thursday, I should be joined by Jodie and Michael for another boozing session. I need to make sure I have a full stomach before we start drinking, and possibly go a bit easier on the booze. The other task for today is to put the coat rack back up, but I don't fancy using electric drills at the moment. I feel every so slightly fragile !