Yesterday was mostly dull, and around midday there was a period of light drizzle. It was still almost warm with the temperature peaking at about  21° C, albeit for maybe as little as a single hour.
       

  This morning seems quite cold after recent morning, although my thermometers agree it is 16° C as I write this. The sun is slowly breaking through the cloud. After just some grey shadows from a bright bit of sky, there are now very dark shadows, and the sun is shining very brightly. It seems it won't last much beyond mid morning, and then it will turn dull again. Later this afternoon the light grey cloud may turn into very dark cloud according to the BBC. The highest temperature today is currently forecast to be just 20° C. From tomorrow I think I will be using the BBC forecast as my prime source of information (unless the Met Office web page starts displaying properly in my usual web browser). The BBC predict tomorrow to be another rather dull day, and also a bit cooler at just 19° C. It seems like the rest of the week, and into next week, could be cold, dull and wet !
 
   Yesterday was neither good nor bland. It was sort of bland, although it had it's moments like most days do. Maybe I might describe some of it as being "relaxed" instead of "lazy". In other words I didn't do a lot, but I did a few things, and I wasn't bothered to do more.....although as I write that I do wonder why I should describe that as relaxed.

  One thing I definitely did was to go through all the photos taken on my big Nikon D610 camera. None of the pictures was terribly good, mainly thanks to the lack of any lighting near where the band was playing. On the other hand, they weren't as bad as I feared. In particular, the vignetting (fuzzy dark areas around the main image) was not the trouble I thought it would be. What was disappointing was that a few pictures taken with the camera turned up to maximum sensitivity, and with no flash, proved impossible to correct enough for a usable picture.
  This is Joe Williams the main vocalist and guitar player. I can't say I really like this picture, and it is all because of all the football related clutter in the background. A plain black background makes the subject stand out, but all that background stuff just has the ambience of litter.
The main subject is Pete Boland the bass player. There is less background clutter in this picture, but it has an underexposed feel to it - and it probably was. In such a dark corner of the pub I was trying to keep the power of my flash gun fairly low to avoid dazzling anybody, but setting it a fair bit higher would have improved all the pictures.
  Being right at the back, the drummer, "Dangerous" Dave Pearce, was the hardest to photograph, and yet this picture was probably be best picture I took. In the end I think I had an album of 10 usable to mildly good pictures out of a total of 16 snaps taken during the evening. That probably says more about my wonderful Nikon D610 camera than it does about any of my photographic skills.

  It wasn't until I had finished the photo editing that I finally went and had a shower. I should have washed my hair too, but it felt a bit late, and I didn't think I had the time, but with hindsight that was a stupid error - I had plenty of time. I also took time to cook, and eat my dinner. It was two tasty quarter pounder burgers with tomato and basil flavoured, cook in the microwave for two minutes, rice. I was not sure what tomato and basil rice would taste like, and whether it would go with the burgers. It was nice and went perfectly with the burgers.

  I was expecting Jodie to come over for some beers in the afternoon, and so after eating I did the washing up, and tidied the kitchen. That included washing down the stainless steel draining board with white vinegar. It may take a few more applications, but that white vinegar has removed a lot of the water stains already, and in some light the draining board looks almost new and shiny.

  I knew that Jodie was in Finland, at a three day craft beer festival last Thursday, but I couldn't remember if she would be back for yesterday. Even if she was I was not sure she would have got over a huge hangover in time to get here. Whether it was hangover, or whether she was not back from Finland, she didn't arrive here, and at 4pm, with no word from her, I shot down the dining room, and returned back to my computer and book in my bedroom.

  It ended up that I had a totally teetotal day yesterday. That was probably a sort of healthy thing to do - if for no better reason than it didn't give me the munchies ! There were several things I could have had for dinner, but I opted for two cans of soup. I had one can of Oxtail soup, and one can of Cream Of Tomato soup. For a bit of extra texture I added some croutons, but I'm not they were that good. Perhaps they just seemed a bit odd with Oxtail soup.

  I seem to spend most of my evening reading either from my current book, or stuff on the PC. I have no idea how they could have been such a great distraction, but it was rather late when I decided it was time for sleep. Maybe my eyelids drooping as I tried to read my book was a great clue ! Maybe I also deliberately delayed going to bed because I seemed to get some indigestion from just eating soup, but after a few hours it faded to nothing, and I could lie down comfortably.

  I think it was probably about 11pm when I fell asleep, and I almost slept well. I think it was about 3am when I woke up feeling cold. The temperature in my bedroom had only dropped about a degree, but then again it did not start off that warm, but it was enough to make me drag the duvet over some bits of me instead of sleeping on the duvet - something I had been doing the past week or more.

  I am pretty sure I had probably lots of dreams last night, but non has left even a feint shadow of a clue as to what they were all about. All I can remember about the night is pulling the duvet over bots of me, and having more than one pee during the night. I can't even remember how many times I might have got up for a pee. What I do know is that after getting up I had a pee (but no poo), and then I weighed myself. I had lost a few hundred grams. I still haven't managed to break through the lowest readings of my oscillating weight, but this morning I was near the bottom of the cycle. Maybe there is some sort of hope for a new low sometime soon....although it would be more likely if we had more hot sunny days.

  It was possibly the tomato soup, which usually has a high sugar content, but other things are possible reasons for a not teribly good set of blood glucose readings this morning. The Contour meter read 8.1mmol/l when I was hoping it might be just slight less, and into the green, The GlucoRX meter read 8.5mmol/l, and months ago that was actually my target, but I hope for better things these days. The Sinocare meter read 8.2mmol/l, and so all three meters broadly agreed on my blood glucose level.

  If I didn't mention it yesterday, the average of all the readings I took last month was just 7.8mmol/l, and that stands as a record for at least the last three years. It would be nice to beat that low at the end of this month, but that seems unlikely, and I can blame it on last months low figure. It make me want to reward myself with something very inappropriate like a large and tasty takeaway. I must admit I am very tempted to order either an Indian or Chinese meals in the next day or two - unless I can stay sane/determined enough to resist such a daft (but tasty) idea.

  I really don't know what to do today. I am tempted to go to Tesco. There are a few things I would like to buy, such as Tesco own brand tomato soup, to see if like many Tesco own label stuff, it has lower amounts of sugar than other brands. I would also like to get some more croutons in a few more flavours. I doubt I would go just for those two things, and would bring home a whole bag of stuff.

  I also have an itch to try and get even a small bit of walking in. I am thinking of nothing more exciting than a walk to Ladywell and back. I know I would either have to walk incredibly slowly, and only have to stop a few times, or just walk fast, and stop lots of times for the angina to fade down. I feel it would probably be good for me even if it was quite a painful experience. It is hard to deliberately do something painful without having a solid reason for doing so, and just thinking it should/could be good for me is a bit wishy-washy.