I'm not convinced it was 8° C this morning......On the other hand, my outside thermometers are showing 9° C now. Later today we should see 12° C, and that would almost feel warm if it wasn't for the strong winds expected a bit later. This morning, and the rest of the daylight hours should be almost bright, and indeed there is some watery sunshine seeping through a gap in the white cloud as I type this. The latest revision to the forecast shows light rain at 6pm, 7pm willmay  be dry, and then the light rains picks up again at 8pm. From 10pm heavy rain is forecast. By then the wind could be gusting at over 50mph, and even now it might be gusting at 30mph. Tomorrow should see moderately strong winds, and some sunny spells. The highest temperature may be 10° C.

    The day before yesterday I made a stupid mistake, and my blood glucose readings were very high yesterday. Yesterday I made a similar mistake with similar consequences. There is a reason for this, and that it was that I didn't feel like going out shopping again, and bought yet another naughty takeaway.

  Yesterday morning actually got off to a good start. I was feeling moderately good. Good enough to wash my hair, and have a shower - both requisites before going out in public to do the shopping I ended up not doing. After showering I got my big builders buckets out, and put some clothes in to soak in detergent. They are still there this morning !

  Once my hair was dry, I started to do some housework, and it did sort of feel good to do it. I emptied several waste bins into the appropriate wheelie bins - which of course meant going out into the big raw world outside. That didn't feel too bad. I then did some washing up, and started to prepare my dinner. I put some waster, and some beef Oxo cubes in a casserole dish, and opened the fridge to get a pack of diced beef that I thought was there - it wasn't, and I think I used it a few days ago.

  I decided to cook the broccoli I was going to have with the beef on the assumption that I would go out to Tesco to buy more beef, but it never happened. I think there were two reasons for it. Not finding the beef in the fridge sort of deflated me, and while it should have been a lure to go out, it seems it was the opposite. There was an extra reason to not go out straight away. The Yodel tracking page showed that I was expecting another case of beer between 1.30pm and 2.30pm.
  My case of 24 cans of Skol lager arrived at about 2pm. After the anticipation had built up, and then after they arrived, I also felt sort of deflated. I did get as far as cutting up the big box they came in, and putting it into the recycling bin, but then, apart from taking 4 cans out for later use, I just felt the urge to relax. The book I am reading, and which I described the day before, made relaxing far to easy, and I never did feel the urge to go to Tesco after that.

  It all meant that I would have to get another takeaway. I am not sure why, but I fancied fish and chips. Fortunately I discovered there is a local fish and chip shop, which also does burgers and kebabs, that has the own web site to order from, without involving Just Eat, and although I didn't check, I made the bold assumption that cutting out the middle man should have reduced the cost by a Pound or two.

  I have used the shop before, and one oddity is that the menu shows fish and chips, but you actually have to order the chips separately. The first time I ever used the place I assumed fish and chips included chips, but no chips arrived ! I am sure many people must have complained about it over the years, but it seems nothing has been changed. I actually ordered a medium cod, and small chips, plus a couple of kebabs. The latter was partly to meet the minimum order for free delivery.

  The slightly ironic thing was that despite having a yearning for cod and chips, I didn't fully enjoy it - maybe about 52% enjoyment. The other sort of negative thing is that a "small chips" is huge ! I knew it would still be a part disaster, but managed to only eat half the portion of chips. I actually had the rest as an almost big breakfast this morning.

  I ate my dinner while watching another string of about 5 back to back (If you ignore the tedious adverts getting in the way) episodes of The Avengers. Despite watching it with a sort of jaded eye these days, they were still entertaining even if all rather silly. As well as eating my takeaway dinner during the second episode, I also drank just three cans of my freshly delivered Skol lager during the course of the evening. It was nice, but somehow the taste and strength made it easy to pace myself. Oddly enough, the taste, although a bit strong, is also very enjoyable when drunk in small, infrequent doses.

  It was probably 10pm when I went to bed, or if it wasn't quite that late when I went to bed, it was at least that late when I put my book down, and soon after fell asleep. I can't seem to remember anything in particular that would prevent me saying I had a good nights sleep. The only time when my sleep was not that good was in the last hour when I forced myself not to get up earlier.

  I had two notable dreams that I was going to describe, but like most dreams, I find one of them has slipped from my memory. I think it probably involved a supermarket, but that is all I can say about it. The other dream was somewhat dramatic, and maybe only a tiny bit remains in my memory. I was walking home from (I think) work, and it was a very wintry day. There was thick snow on some building a mile down the road. All of a sudden a hurricane force wind started to blow. It blew all the snow laying on the building roofs off, and it looked like a blizzard. meanwhile the sky had turned a sort of nasty looking yellow colour. It was like watching it on TV because I seemed to be warm and dry just standing there watching it happen down the road.

 I had every reason to believe that this morning would see an even bigger rise in my blood glucose measurements. I expected them to be well into the danger zone, but that was not the case. The first reading, on the Contour meter, was just 8.7mmol/l. That is a bit higher than desirable, but otherwise barely notable. The Sino Care meter, notorious for high readings, only read 9.0mmol/l. While definitely not good, it was nothing to panic about. Only the GlucoRX meter gave a more worrisome reading of 9.2mmol/l, but even that is at the low end of higher than desired.

   I reckon I dodged a bullet this morning. As noted further up the page, I had the rest of the chips from my takeaway for breakfast this morning. With luck, any negativity from that breakfast will be no worse than instant noodles, and will have faded away in 24 hours when I do my morning blood glucose check. I still have a chicken shish kebab for dinner tonight, and although it will not be nice eating it cold, if I can have just that, and nothing more, I might even get some better blood glucose readings tomorrow morning.

  The main event today should be an afternoon beer tasting session with Jodie. I think she said she would be coming today, and the trains are running for her. Of course before that I need a shower, and before I have a shower I need to finish doing the laundry that is soaking in the big bucket in the bath. If I have have time, and I hope I have, I will also try and get along to Tesco early this afternoon.