The Met Office seems to keep changing it's mind about today. The amount of sunshine or sunny spells has gone up and down. The latest revision shows just sunny spells lasting until 2pm. The BBC forecast remains almost unchanged with a forecast of sunny spells until sunset. Only a slightly strong breeze is forecast for today, and maybe the forecast 11° C might even feel pleasant during a sunny spell. Tomorrow could see the temperature a degree or two higher, but it will come at the cost of grey skies and some showers.

    Yesterday was one of those days that was good and bad. The good can be summed up by saying I successfully hand washed another thick pair of sweat pants, plus a couple of pairs of underpants. That accounts for more than half of anything useful I did yesterday.

  Other useful stuff was cooking dinner, but that only took about 5 minutes of my time, and the timer on the mini oven/grill did the rest. I guess doing a bit of washing up was useful too, although there was so little to do that I could have left it another day.

  Probably the only other thing to say about yesterday was some mild boredom lead me to eating a bit more than desirable, but all of it was of stuff known to be mostly safe for my blood glucose level. I had two lots of rice crackers. One lot was at about midday, and I put little squares of corned beef with mustard on the crackers. At about mid afternoon I had the second lot of rice crackers, but they had cream cheese on them.

  Dinner, eaten while watching a Star Trek episode was grilled/roast sprouts with diced lamb garnished with some mint. I really like it as a recipe, and I know it to be safe for me - at least in terms of blood glucose, maybe less so when it comes to "wind", although I don't seem to be farting this morning - yet !  If there is one problem with it, it is that I have cooked and eaten it so many times now that I have to confess it is getting boring. Time for a new recipe !

  As well as Star Treks, I also watched an episode of The Simpsons, and one episode of QI. I could have watched the episode that followed, but Johnny Vega was one of the panellists, and he make me feel ill. Shame really because if I had stayed up to watch it, I would also have watched Have I Got News For You that followed, but I had an early night. That gave me a bit of extra time to read in bed, but I turned out the light, and was soon asleep before 11pm, and probably before 10pm.

  It seemed like I woke up every 2 hours last night. I probably went for a pee every time, but most times I was very far from busting. I doubt it would have been really terribly urgent even if I had put it off once or even twice. I guess it is now just force of habit - if I wake up I got for a pee whether needed or not. I'm not sure why I woke up so frequently, but my guess would be because of the temperature. It was a very mild night, and it only took the heater on low to keep my bedroom warm enough to sleep at least half uncovered for much of the time, but not all the time.

  I know I had a long series of probably short dreams, but it was more like watching a serial on TV - every episode almost picked up from how the last one ended - allowing some artistic licence. The basic premise of the dreams was that I was spending a long time in my neighbours house. The odd thing is it seemed to be the house on the left, but the interior, and inhabitants of the house were of those on the right.

  I can't recall that there was ever an explanation of why I was there - I just was, although there was a general feeling that I knew people there much better than I do in real life. It is hard to describe any story about it all because there wasn't much of a story to tell, but I can mention a couple of oddities. One one occasion we were on top of the flat roofed part of an attic extension, and it was pouring with rain. yet with no protection we remained perfectly dry.

  The other oddity was that in one "episode" of the dreams I was looking out a back window, and instead of a small garden there was an immense field with a river running through it. The river was partly dammed by a brick wall on three sides to make a sort of swimming pool. Access was still via a muddy river bank on the side with no brick wall, but inside the enclosure the water was calm, and seemed clear.

  After only have the heater on low, and having just about kicked off the duvet, I woke up feeling quite cool. Turning the heater on full was very desirable ! After a very small pee, and a moderate poo, I checked my blood glucose readings. I was not sure what to expect. One reading, the one on the Contour meter was higher than expected. it is usually quite lenient, but this morning it read 8.6mmol/l.

  That was in the "typical" range, but I had hoped for better. Fortunately the other two meters gave better readings. The GlucoRX meter read quite good 8.2mmol/l, and the Viva Chek meter surprised me with the lowest of the three readings. It read 8.0mmol/l - not quite good enough to push it into the green (readings starting with 7.xx), but obviously very close. With readings like that I should have had a more moderate breakfast, but I felt hungry........

  Today there is essentially just one thing on the menu - lunchtime in The Jolly Farmers. One thing I didn't mention about yesterday morning is that I not only showered, but washed my hair, and had a shave. Today I will just need a nice shower before I am ready to go out. It might be possible to get a bit of shopping in before I go out, but there is nothing I desperately need, and I don't fancy rushing around.

  Once again I will extend the offer to Michael to join me in the pub for an hour or so. At this point in time I have no idea if he is still spending all day, and probably all night, at his wife's side in the hospital, but if he is he really needs to take a break before he goes doolally. Besides which I want to talk about a few things with him. I am convinced that something has happened to Angela's husband. I am now very sure he is no longer with the band he was drumming for, and hasn't even been mentioned by her on social media. He could be ill, or he could be buried under the patio. it is all a mystery, and I need someone to discuss it with !