09:10 BST

 
  Yesterday was a sort of disaster, and it was all the fault of that person named Lee. He was supposed to call at about 10am to say he was on his way here. He actually called at 11:19am to say he was just on his way. Using a very frequent bus service, and maybe a 6 or 7 minute walk at each end, he should have arrived no later than an hour after that call.

  It was finally getting on towards 2pm when he arrived, and he didn't have all the money he owed me. I have no idea what loan sharks he usually uses, but he gave me £50, and said it was the interest on the £100 he owes me. I was not after any interest, but I won't look a gift horse in the mouth (which sounds a very strange phrase to write, but not to say). I don't think I look at it as interest, but pay for having all my morning, and some of the afternoon completely wasted.

  I didn't stop to spend any quality time reading while I waited, although with hindsight I am not why I didn't. I didn't even stop for any lunch. although I did have a big snack of a 5 pack of hot Pepperami sticks. After Lee had come, and then gone again, I just didn't feel in the mood to do anything. As I said, it was close to 2pm, and at that time I had not even had a shower, and I was feeling grubby.

  I guess I could have had a shower, and then gone out to get a bit of shopping, but I just was not in the mood for it. One extra reason for feeling glum was that the sky was milky white, and we were getting very little sunshine, and what we did get seemed to be very hazy sunshine. That also seemed to rule out going for a walk - which I had fantasised about much earlier in the morning. I ended up doing absolutely nothing but reading and snoozing for the rest of the afternoon.

  As dinner time approached I considered what I might have for dinner. I hadn't (and still haven't) a great deal to choose from. That triggered a memory of something Michael said on Thursday, while we were drinking. The words were "spare ribs in black bean sauce", and he said that it is one of his favourites from the Tai Won Mein Noodle House in Catford. I am not sure if I have ever eaten anything from there before. I like my instant noodles for breakfast, but I am not a fan of "ethnic asian" style noodles.

  Curiosity got the better of me, and I checked on Just Eat what the Tai Won Mein Noodle House actually sold. I had to scroll down the page to find it, but I found and ordered ribs in black bean sauce, and two other dishes. It seemed quite expensive, and would have probably been a lot cheaper if I had phones them to place the order, and went to pick it up. At least my expensive order included a spare dish that should do for dinner tonight.

  What I didn't realise was that the ribs in black bean sauce only filled half a "standard" foil takeaway container. The rest of the space was filled with rice. I only ate about a tenth of the rice. The other main dish, Barbecued Roast Pork, seemed like it was all meat, but it was sitting on a layer of Pak Choi (Chinese cabbage). It was rather tasty, but I worried that like the black bean sauce, the sauce around the barbecued pork was going to be full of sugar.

  The third dish was Singapore Noodles. I like Singapore rice, and I assume this substitutes noodles for the rice. I am expecting it to be very nice, and hopefully quite filling when I have it for dinner tonight. Like yesterday, I may not eat much, or have a formal lunch, and so the idea of that Singapore Noodles may not scare me too much in terms of sugar content. This morning I learned that last night's dinner had not been a complete disaster.

  Yesterday evening/night was the classical, and well worn four possible episodes of Star Trek to watch, and then a bit later an episode of The New Avenger to watch and record. There was also a repeat of an episode I had missed of Secrets Of The London Underground that was on at the same time as The New Avengers. I had to go down to the big TV and add that, plus a few other things while I was at it, to the timer recordings on the TV. Hopefully it recorded OK.

  After The New Avengers finished I headed straight to bed. I was a bit concerned that the Chinese meal might give me heartburn. I did get a bit of indigestion, but nothing serious, and a couple of Rennie's tablets seemed to be a 100% cure.  While I waited for them to work I read up to the end of the chapter in my book, and than turned the light out. It was one of those night where it seemed I would never fall asleep, but I did, and probably only a few minutes after I was thinking I would not get to sleep.

  In theory I had a great sleep. I can only remember getting up in the night for a pee twice, and then woke at just gone 6am feeling fine. The only trouble is that I still can't stop yawning, and I can't wait to finish writing this, laying down on my bed, and closing my eyes. I am sure I will snooze for a full hour....well, maybe. During the night I had a very odd dream that sometimes seemed to be about Photo ID, and sometimes was just about the storage of photos. The really odd thing is that the photo ID and the store of photos seemed to use what looked like a typical audio output transistor as the storage medium. It makes me wonder if my brain is now on the edge of madness. On the other hand I am sure I have had dreams far weirder before.

  This morning my weight was up a very small amount, but I haven't had a poo yet, and that could halve or more the apparent gain, and I don't seemed to have peed much since going to bed. That could be a good sign that I could expect low blood glucose readings. On the other hand, at the start of the night my head was sweating enough to get the pillow damp. That might suggest a high blood glucose level.

  The curious thing is that both theories are equally right and wrong. My first blood glucose readings was, as usual, using the Contour meter, and it read 8.4mmol/l. That is fairly good, or maybe even very good after a Chinese takeaway. The GlucoRX meter read even better at just 8.3mmol/l. It was looking a lot like I had got away with it, but then I used the Sinocare meter, and it read 9.2mmol/l. I guess even that is lower than I feared, but is still not very good at all. Only my blood pressure was good this morning. With almost no effort at trying to relax I got 100/46 on my first and only reading.

  I am still looking forward to putting my feet up for an hour after I finish this writing. Later on it would be useful to go shopping, but with a portion of Singapore Noodles waiting for to be my dinner, that shopping in not urgent. What I may well do is to go out this afternoon to take some photos of a band I have never heard of, but which sounds like they play some good covers. They are playing in The Shortlands Tavern at 3pm, and apart from the walk to and from Catford station (further than Catford Bridge station, but at least there are lifts up to the platforms) it is an easy journey, and only 3 or 4 minutes walk from Shortlands station. The band are playing in the garden, which is a nice environment, and natural daylight should make photography easy - even if it lacks dramatic lighting effects. I'd be a fool to waste this photography opportunity....but it wouldn't be the first time, and I doubt it would be the last time if I don't make it.