Today is going to be a lot like yesterday. It will be cloudy all day, sometimes with white cloud, and sometimes with grey cloud, and once again it should stay dry. Unfortunately it will be even colder than yesterday. The forecast from both forecasters (Met Office and BBC) says it will be a constant 6° C until about 7pm when the temperature will fall until tomorrow morning when it will hit just 3° C. Tomorrow may feature just light coloured cloud, but it will still be enough to completely block the sun. It was also be an even colder day with just 5° C forecast. The following days will be even colder, but we might not have to worry about snow until the 16th of the month, but that may only be sleet, plus that is so far into the future that the actual weather will probably be unrecognisable from such a futuristic forecast.

    My conjecture that yesterday I was over the head cold I had the day before seemed to be correct. I can't say I felt that wonderful, but maybe that was just boredom. The reason for that was partly because I didn't want to stretch myself while still recuperating....or something like that.

  Yesterday morning I wrote that I would probably have a lazy day. The reason was that I hoped to not trigger some sort of relapse, and part of that prescription was not to go out into the cold air. The latter idea might have been good or bad. Sometimes some fresh air can be good to blow out the cobwebs, but I thought that should only apply when, at a minimum, it was bright, sunny and cheerful. It was neither of those.

  One of the few highlights yesterday was opening, and eating two cans of soup for lunch. When opening a can of soup is a highlight of the day then you know that life has become pretty tedious. Another highlight was a short snooze in between quietly laying on my bed, reading. The best highlight was dinner time, but that was slightly muted because I didn't give it enough time in the microwave, and some of it was barely tepid.

  As a quick aside; as I write this there is some unscheduled weak and watery sunshine filtering through a tiny gap in the clouds. On a day when no sunshine at all is forecast, it feels rather wonderful even if it seems to carry no heat into my bedroom, and it only lasted a minute or two.

  I must admit I had been looking forward to my Indian takeaway - part 2. The main course was actually a large side dish of mixed vegetable curry that was supposed to go with the chicken biryani I ate the day before. It went well with a portion of fried rice, and 4 onion bhajis. It must be years and years since I last had a real onion bhaji, and they were just as yummy as I remember them, although I do admit I remember them as being a lot bigger (but maybe the size depends on the individual restaurants).

  Yesterday evening I found an assortment of stuff on TV to amuse me. Once again I shunned QI because I didn't like the guest panelists, and I kept the TV off until that was over, but turned it on again to watch Have I Got News For You. I think it was a bit earlier that I watched a couple of programmes on the Blaze channel. I think I now think of it as a comedy channel. The two programmes I saw some of were about silly theories of alien visitation. It is the sort of programme where someone who is supposed to be an expert declares that "this is a rock. It was probably made by aliens, but I have absolutely no proof of that", although the latter bit is usually unsaid.

  I think it was just after 10pm when I went to bed. I read for maybe half an hour, and then spent the next half hour trying to get to sleep. Once I was asleep I seemed to sleep well again, although at 3am (I think) I decided to turn the heater up full because I was feeling a bit cold (it was quite a cold night). Once again I didn't seem to wake to have a pee more than once or twice, and so I expected my blood glucose readings to be moderately low again this morning.

  One thing I did do during the night was to dream a lot. All I can remember was a series of dreams on a common theme. I can remember the theme, but not so much of the details of each dream. One oddity was that the dreams had at least two different endings. The basic theme was that I was meeting a girlfriend. It was loosely based on one I once had, and I still know her in so much as we still exchange an occasional message.

  The first in the series of dreams was set at home, but sometimes it was my own home, and sometimes it seemed to be my mum's house. I was there with the girlfriend, and the intention was to get "very intimate", but a mate there too, and refused to take the hint to get lost. In what may have been the next dream we decided to go to a pub by a station so we could have a drink, and then I could see the girlfriend onto her train home.

  In the next dream the male friend had thankfully gone (or just wasn't there). It seemed to be getting late, and so it was best that the girlfriend should stay overnight, but in separate beds in the same room (I think they may have been single beds). The next thing that happened, although logically it could have been in the morning, was that my mum came into my room, and saw both beds occupied.

  Mum was a bit straight laced, and "suggested" it wasn't a good idea to share my bedroom with (to her) a strange woman. At that point my younger sister came into the room brandishing a mobile phone, and asked my mum if she knew what was going on in the night. She them played a poor quality video of the girlfriend "pleasuring me" in various ways. I was obviously pissed off about being grassed up, but mostly because I could not remember it happening !!

  It is at this point that my memories of the following dreams seemed to have faded away except for a lingering memory that there were two different endings to this series of dreams, but I just can't even remember enough to reconstruct some sort of story line  from some fragments. I can only assume nothing exciting like more sex happened. That could be the sort of thing that is worth remembering in the hope it might be a seed for a future dream.

  My hope, based on not peeing much in the night, that my blood glucose readings might be good was almost fulfilled this morning. Two of the meters returned very similar readings, and those reading were very average/typical. The Contour meter read 8.4mmol/l, and to my surprise the Sino Care meter read 8.5mmol/l. The one that was different was the GlucoRX meter. That failed on the first attempt because I think there was not enough blood left from my finger prick, and it threw up an error message. I tried again with a nice fresh squeeze of blood from my thumb, and it read a very good 7.2mmol/l. That was remarkably good, but in one respect all were remarkably good after having an Indian takeaway for dinner.  I think I shall be using that restaurant again - and not just because it seems moderately cheap when ordered direct instead of ordering via Just Eat with the markup.

  With the temperature only 6° C during daylight hours, and even lower later, I don't think I will be going out for pleasure today - not even if we have more unscheduled sunny spells. However, I think I probably need to go out shopping in Tesco today. I had enough for one more healthy dinner in the fridge, but after that I starve unless I go to Tesco. Actually, that is not quite true. I do have some frozen food, and I had a lot of canned soup, plus stuff like biscuits and cheese I could eat, but meat and green vegetables makes for a more reliable dinner - usually. One other thing I may do today is a bit of laundry.