08:29 BST

 
  Yesterday was one of those days when not a lot really happened. After I finished writing I laid down, as usual, to do a bit of reading from the book I was reading (I finished it yesterday), and despite thinking I had a good nights sleep, possibly getting as much as 9 hours, I had a brief snooze !

  After waking up from my snooze I got my act together, and had a shower. I should have washed my hair as well, but I couldn't be bothered, aka, it didn't seem essential just for going shopping in Tesco, because the next thing I did was to go shopping. As I walked to Tesco I tried forcing myself to breath deeper than I needed, and once again it did seem I could force a faster pace without any great difficulty - apart from deep breathing.

  The most important thing I wanted from Tesco was bottles of Diet Coke. I was down to my last glassful yesterday morning. I bought 4 two litre bottles. I also wanted some food, but not too much because what I really wanted to do was to get to Iceland maybe today or tomorrow, and buy some more of the "My Protein" range of low calorie, and low sugar stuff. I did buy a pack of ready cooked chicken thighs, a reduced price tray of 12 pork sausages, and a ready made, basic salad. Oh, and I also bought two packets of crisps. One was a medium big bag of "moderna vinegar" flavour crisps. They were not as nice as they sounded, and could he been the chief culprit in some woes this morning.

  On the walk back home I did my forced deep breathing again, and I seemed to be walking faster than usual. One problem with increased physical exertion was heat. Carry all my shopping, at a slightly faster pace, in hot sunshine had me dripping with sweat by the time I got home. It also took it's toll on my legs, although maybe I can't remember them being particularly stiff and painful. It was still very nice to get indoors, strip off my sweaty t-shirt, plus trousers and shoes, and have a rest.

  After a few minutes of sitting down with the fan on me, I went and made up some lunch. It was a lunch that I hoped would be safe in terms of my blood glucose. It was a Tesco basic side salad (with the cucumber removed) with some added crunchy croutons, some added baby tomatoes, a couple of small yellow mini peppers, and a pack of ready cooked and sliced, grilled chicken that was 5 days past it's sell by date, but smelled, and tasted fine. I have a feeling I should have added less, or even none, baby tomatoes.

  I rested a while after lunch before tackling a job I hate, but has to be done, and on this occasion it was curiously not traumatic. I fully paid off both my credit cards. Although I have bought a few expensive computer bits, I haven't ordered any box of beers in the last month, and so both credit cards didn't need large amounts to fully pay them off. I also checked my main bank account to make sure there were no suspicious transactions, but also to see how much I was worth. I was happy to not that the amount in my account continues to slowly creep up, and that is good because if we have a harsh winter my energy bills could get very high, and it seems that there is non plan for a pensioners winter fuel allowance for this, and maybe future winters. I didn't expect that from a labour government.

  I did have fantasies about going out for a second shopping trip, or even for a walk in the park yesterday, but when it came down to it I found I just could not be bothered. Incidently, at this point I should say that earlier on I confirmed with Jodie that she had other business yesterday, and would not be over for any beer tasting. What I did in the afternoon, to help pass some time, and because I needed to do it, was to edit four episodes of The New Avengers to put in my archives.

  It was during that editing, or specifically waiting for the finished edit to render to the complete file, that I made a tragic mistake. I opened the medium big bag of the "Moderna vinegar" flavoured crisps. They may have been less exciting than I hoped, but I still couldn't put them down. If anything wrecked my diet it was those crisps. I tried to compensate by only having a tub of low calorie, and low sugar ice cream for dinner, plus 6 of the almost zero sugar choc chip cookies I pictures yesterday.

  Yesterday evening could have been a very boring evening. The only things on TV to part entertain me was the last 20 minutes of a repeat of The Story Of Pink Floyd - which I did watch and enjoy even though I had missed so much of it. That was actually on late in the afternoon. For the first two hours of the evening there was a televised version of Phantom Of The Opera. After seeing about 1 minute and 46 seconds of it I turned it off before I had a screaming fit !

  Once Noisy bastard phantom of the bloody opera was over there was a repeat of "Mick Fleetwood & Friends doing a tribute to Peter Green". I had seen some of it before, but yesterday was the first time I had seen it from the beginning. It was good, very good in places, but I think you had to in the right mood for it, and maybe I wasn't, because my attention started to wane, and with as much as an hour still to go (It was almost 3 hours long) I switched off and went to bed.

  I'm not sure when that was - possibly around 10pm. I was definitely feeling tired, and once in bed I only read the first page of my next Harry Harrison "Stainless Steel Rat" book. Minutes later I was fast asleep. One thing I did before I got into (or onto) my bed was to weigh myself. As expected I weighed a lot more than I hoped to weigh in the morning. Every time I got up for a pee I weighed myself again before I went back to bed and then back to sleep. It was interesting how the weight dropped away overnight.

  Apart from getting up to pee in the night (3 times I think) I don't remember any periods of insomnia, and so I assume I slept well. I do remember having what seemed a long dream at some point in the night. The dream was set in what was supposed to be the old BT training school, although it was far larger, had more floors, and had an ornate front entrance, and a very bland rear entrance.

  I think the dream probably started at the start of a dinner break. I first wanted to go to a toilet for a pee, and it seems I must have done that. I then wanted to visit a pub I used to go to 30 or more years ago. (That was pure dream - in reality there was a very cheap bar I used to visit in the school itself).  I knew that I had to leave by the rear exit, and basically walk in a straight line until the pub was just a little way up a side road.

  That walk meant crossing a bridge over the river Thames. After all the years since I had done the walk, things looked a bit different, and I wanted to double check on my phone that I was still going in the right direction. Somehow my phone had a picture of what I had seen the last time I had done the walk. Most notably there were freight ships tied up to a grimy looking landing stage.

  On the day in my dream the river had been cleaned up, and the banks were grassy. Instead of all the big ships with stuff from all over the world, there were lots of little rowboats and similar small craft. I think I stayed looking at the river for some time, and I never did get any nearer the pub before I woke up.

  I woke up at 10 or 15 past 6am. After one more pee I weighed myself, and it seems that over night I lost over one kilogram. I weighed exactly the same as the morning before - that was good....and bad. Once again it was without having a poo. Yesterday I did eventually have a poo near midday. I can imagine that may happen again today. Hopefully something will happen because I did feel slightly uncomfortable and constipated at the moment.

  Only weighing the same as yesterday morning was not much of a disappointment because I know my diet was not that light on calories, but I still hoped it would be quite light on sugar. I got that very wrong !  My first reading using the Contour meter was 8.7mmol/l, and that was just 0.1 less than yesterday. The GlucoRX meter read a very bad 9.5mmol/l, and that is a lot higher than yesterday. The Sinocare meter confirmed my blood glucose was a lot too high with a reading of 9.1mmol/l - not quite a bad as the GlucoRX reading, but bad enough.

  I guess today I am going to have to try and be very careful about what I eat. Ideally I should fast until dinner time, but on a grey and miserable day that won't be easy. Maybe I will just have super low sugar Tesco Cream Of Chicken soup for dinner, but I would like to munch on the box of ready roasted chicken thighs I bought yesterday.  At least my blood pressure is still good this morning. On my one and only reading it was 102/48 with a pulse rate of 55.

  I really don't know exactly what I am going to do today. I probably don't need to because I can't see myself going out, or seeing anyone today, but maybe I fancy washing my greasy hair, and having a good shower this morning. I'll probably wash some clothes after I've finished showering. It doesn't seem like a good day to dry them outside, and so I can only wash enough to dry inside on the big clothes horse. Other than that, I have only read the first page of and I expect I'll read a lot more of it today. I also have quite a backlog of TV recordings, done on my big TV, that needed editing. There is probably enough to keep me fully occupied for two days if I was feeling very masochistic.