The latest revision to the forecast has added some hours of sunny spells to the screenshot above. As well as the sunshine shown there are now sunny spells shown from 2pm until sunset. Unfortunately the temperature still won't go above 10° C. Rain will start to fall from midnight, and then through the small hours of tomorrow. From, or before, 6am, until 2pm there could be heavy rain. The rest of the afternoon may be just "cloudy". The warm and wet air giving all the rain should at least warm the day up to a max of 14° C. The BBC weather forecast almost agrees with all I have written above, except that they currently say it will only be light to medium rain tomorrow instead of heavy rain.

   Yesterday was quite a good day. I was generally feeling ok, and some of my bruises had changed to a nice yellow colour. That was good only so much that I could easily see them instead of feeling for tenderness, or earlier, obvious aches for some places.

  Apart from a brief tidy up, and doing a bit of washing up, I had a very lazy morning, but also for a short time in the morning, a slightly traumatic time. In fact that is a gross exaggeration. Paying my credit cards off is always traumatic even when the amounts involved were not huge, and my bank balance is still quite healthy (albeit helped by my state pension being paid in on Wednesday.

  The highlight of the day was also very irritating ! It was all about the usual Thursday afternoon beer tasting with Michael and Jodie. The irritation was that Jodie was almost an hour late, and I didn't have many beers in one of the fridge that I dared drink without Jodie's approval. I spent most of the hour waiting for Jodie by chatting with Michael - which was both good and bad.

  Even when Jodie arrived she spent ages fussing around making her lunch from various bits and pieces she had brought with her, and seeming to completely fail to get excited about all the new beers I had bought. As I mentioned recently, many of the new beers were "dessert" beers made to taste like rich puddings. Curiously enough, one of the best was actually a bottle of caramel biscuit flavoured beer that I bought from Aldi when I went there on Monday (or was it Tuesday ?).

  We did have several of the new beers that I had ordered from Beer Merchants (dot com) and with mixed success. one beer was just a lager from one of Jodie's favourite breweries in Estonia. The brewers there have some "interesting ideas" ! We opened the can of lager, and Jodie was very excited until she tasted it. It tasted weird ! Closer investigation showed it had been flavoured with the tips of pine tree branches. It had a very resinous taste, and i don't think any of us liked it.

  Jodie initially did not want much to drink because once again she had had a couple of heavy nights, but it seems we all aim for the same amount most weeks, and she ended up sending a message to Alan (her boyfriend) to say she would be getting the next train (about 15 minutes later) because she wanted one more for the road.  It was about 6.30pm when she left with Michael close on her heels - except she goes right, and her goes left after leaving here.

  Once they left I didn't even stop to clear the table before dishing up my dinner. It was a sort of stew made with very lean minced beef with cabbage and onion. There was quite a lot of it, although the bulk was just gravy. It had been cooked in several very long sessions in my slow cooker, but while it was nice, it didn't seem to take on any magical qualities.  I ate, and drunk, the whole lot, and felt almost bloated.

  That was not good for sleeping on, and it felt very wrong for someone trying to control his blood glucose, and as a secondary thing, maybe a bit of weight control. I would have to wait until the morning to get the result of this, and it was a long wait because I didn't sleep well. I went to bed straight after Star Trek: Voyager had finished, or soon after 8pm. I read for a while, and then struggled to get to sleep.

  I had several periods of insomnia during the night. I suppose they were not much longer than 20 minutes, but that can feel like a long time in the dark. Maybe the only consolation was at least one good dream, although ultimately it was not good. The thought police would say my dream was tantamount to child porn, but because I was the child I don't think it counts. I was dreaming I was about 15 years old, with the hormones raging. I had someone managed to seduce a much old, "obviously" experienced woman, who was probably about 20 years old.

  So far, so much like the fantasies I had when I was barely a teenager, but there was a catch I could not foresee, and my brain is an utter bastard for dumping it on me. We had about a 20 minute period of privacy to do what we desired most. it got off to a good start, but that was when my bloody brain sent an idea rattling down the ages, and inflicted on my very much younger self the affliction that the poet once described as "taking all night to do what you used to do all night". I never achieved what I most desired in the dream because our time had run out, and I had to stop before the glorious climax.

  Well I guess that was bad luck, but the morning brought better luck when I checked my blood glucose readings. This morning I cracked open a brand new container of 25 test strips for my Sino Care blood glucose meter. This time all three meteres were in close agreement, and all were good.  The Sino Care meter still gave the highest reading, but it was only 8.2mmol/l. The Nexus GlucoRX meter said 8.1mmol/l, and the Contour meter said a really nice 7.7mmol/l.

  I had expected slightly worse readings than that after what I ate and drunk yesterday, but I suppose nothing stands out as being that awful.....although there were two cans of orange chocolate flavoured beer that could have been very suspicious. I think the more important thing is that I have finally come very close to fully recovering from my injuries from falling down after getting drunk as a lord on the Wednesday of last week.

  Today I am tempted to go out in the sunshine, and I may well do, but only to get some shopping. I can't believe it will ever happen, but I am thinking of going out tonight for some gig photography. There is a gig on tonight at the Bromley Bricklayers Arms. The 320 bus stops almost outside it, and the bus stop to get home again is only a couple of minutes walk away. The best thing is that I don't think I'll enjoy the music so I can snap away for half an hour and go home again !