07:33 BST

  One thing I didn't see on any forecast was rain at about 4am this morning. It was heavy enough to hear through the closed window and curtains. This morning has started off bright and sunny, although I can see a lot of cloud in the sky.  Today may feature mostly sunny spells, and it should stay dry all day long. The afternoon temperature should reach 25° C from mid afternoon until almost mid evening. The beginning and end of tomorrow may feature sunny spells, but much of the day will be dull with a small chance of rain, although no actual rain is shown. It will be warmer than today with 27° C expected.

  I think I felt physically OK yesterday, but, with the benefit of hindsight, the with the weather turning dull by the time I had finished, I must have started to feel depressed. Maybe not depressed, but drained of enthusiasm - unless that is the same thing. It means I have very little to write about yesterday.

  As I finished writing yesterday I was trying to convince myself that I would go out for a walk, or do something useful in some way or another.  In my last, three line paragraph, I wrote "The reality is that I will more likely stay in all day". That became true. I hardly did a thing yesterday, although one thing I did do, and did well enough, was to moderate my eating. That is not easy when balancing on the edge of boredom.

  My lunch, which might have just been one of several snacks was just rice crackers with cheese. in another hour or two I had some ice cream. It was the Tesco branded version of the choc chip mint ice cream I last had from Aldi. Maybe there were a few subtle differences, but I feel sure they were both made by the same company in the same factory. A later snack was a couple of packets of crisps to scoop up a very small amount of left over coleslaw.

  I spent most of my day either reading from my book, or stuff on the internet. I think I had at least one snooze during the day, but I know there were times when I put my book down and closed my eyes - with no worries if I did fall asleep (although I did have one worry - that too much snoozing may make my sleep poor in the night). It was odd that time didn't seem to drag, and before I knew it, it was time to get my dinner ready.

  My dinner, eaten while watching the BBC Six O'clock news, was a "Chinese inspired" Tesco chicken with noodles ready meal. I must admit it was nicer than I expected. I expect I may buy another some time. Of course some hot pepper sauce, and some extra soy sauce, made it taste much nicer ! I had some small, sugar free, choc chip cookies for my dessert.

  After the BBC news I watched an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation. It was such a "great" episode that I struggle to remember what it was about. Star Trek: Deep Space Nine was better, although irritating in too many places. Watching the latter took me up to 9pm, and then I watched an episode of QI, and followed that with an edition of Have I Got News For You. When that finished at 11pm I could barely keep my eyes open.

  I went straight to bed where I picked up my book, read no more than a couple of paragraphs before putting the book down, and falling fast asleep. The details are becoming hazier and hazier, but it felt like I had barely fallen asleep before I started dreaming. The dream was about me rehearsing in my mind what I would be writing here this morning. I would be writing about seeing Donald Trump in the middle of Catford, but in the dream I realised that had never actually happened, and I should stop wasting my time, and get some sleep. As far as I can tell that is exactly what I did because the dream ended right there.

  The only other bit of dream I can remember was an hour or two before getting up. It started with me being at work, or at school. It was very vague which it was, but it definitely seemed to be in a school building. I think I was sneaking out to get a snack, and made a point of staying close to the building so the headmaster/boss could not see me outside unless he was actually looking down from his top floor window.

  My walk took me to Forest Hill where the railway station was a huge cavernous building that was mostly disused. I knew it still had a working freight line because I was watching one pass by when I decided I should take a look inside the building to see what was left. The next thing I remember was walking down a long subway. At the far end were two slopes, left and right, going up to one of the old platforms. I chose left and went up to the platform to see what was there.

  All the rails were gone, but the platforms were all intact. There were adverts on the walls, and one flickery light was still working. By this time it was the start of the rush hour, and I was about to head back to school/work, or maybe to home, but suddenly a dense crown of commuters, 4 abreast, came marching up the slope, and then on to a staircase leading up from the old platform. For some illogical reason I knew that to be a way of getting to the Underground station which seemed to be above the old road level station. The dream faded out at that point.

  Yesterday evening I drank a lot of chilled water, but I don't recall peeing that much in the night (although I was waking up as frequently as the now normal). Fortunately I did have quite a big pee, and passed quite a long poo when I got up this morning. I think both contributed to a small, 200gm weight loss this morning. It is not much, but some more like that would go a long way to getting me back to where I was before it all went wrong at the start of this month. Of course another drunken Thursday beer session will probably ruin that idea.

  The seemingly not peeing as much last night might mean my blood glucose readings would be good this morning. On the other hand, my weight loss, small as it was, might indicate my blood glucose might be higher (even if that seems to be a paradox). This morning the Contour meter read 7.6mmol/l, and although a little bit lower would be great, it is still a very good reading. The GlucoRX meter read 7.5mmol/l, and that is spot on my current target. The Contour Plus meter let the side down with a reading of 8.1mmol/l. That is not a lot higher than the other two, but still annoying. For a while that new meter seemed to follow it's slightly older sibling, but now it is going it's own way. I suspect that it is sensitive to my blood chemistry in a way that the other two meters aren't.
 
   I guess I don't feel too bad this morning. I am looking forward (in a masochistic sort of way) to walk through the park to The Jolly Farmers pub via Ladywell station. If it is sunny it could be nice, but of course I am more looking forward to seeing Ayse (my favourite barmaid) and finally, a week late, giving her a birthday present (assuming she is back at work, and has not gone on a longer holiday than just a day off last Wednesday for her birthday). Right now though, it's time for my post writing rest.