07:16 BST

  This morning I woke up to some light drizzle. The road seems to be drying out now, and maybe the next rain might be drizzle in the late afternoon. Another thing I saw was some sunshine at about 7am, but I think it only lasted for a minute or two. There may be sunny spells to end the day. It is not going to be a warm day, but it will be 20° C for most of the afternoon. Tomorrow may see lots of sunny spells, and the temperature peaking at 26° C.

  Yesterday was one of those days that was OK, but a lot of that OK was a sort of masochistic OK. The main reason for this is that my legs seized up after not being used since last Saturday (if I ignore the 10 minutes I took to see if the filming was starting on Sunday).

  I have to try and keep this brief because I am due at the hospital at 11:15am for my Echocardiogram. That means leaving at about 10:45am for a slow walk to the hospital, and time for a good scrub under the shower before I leave. Fortunately there is not a lot to say about yesterday. The only real significant thing to happen was my usually regular Wednesday visit to The Jolly Farmers pub for my usual two pints of Guinness.
  As usual, my walk to the pub was faster than the walk home. On my walk to the pub I made sure I paused the tracker whenever I stopped for a breather. The longest pause was when I was at Ladywell station. Getting there, with just a couple of brief pauses, takes me up to my limit, and I usually spend a couple of minutes getting my breath back going up and over the footbridge, and then up the stairs back to road level.

  On the walk home I was slowed by having two pints of Guinness swilling around in me, and maybe I was still a bit tired after the walk to the pub - despite resting in the pub for almost 2 hours. The main reason for the slower speed was that for some reason I never seem to bother pausing the tracker while I have a few short breathers. Mostly these are when on one of the footbridges crossing the river. I like to stare at the river passing by, and at any ducks on it.

  My visit to the pub was pleasant, but it was not one of the better visits. I usually sit at the other end of my favourite table to an old gent called Tom. At first he was sort of interesting, but now he is repeating himself a lot. Much of what he talks about is his medical problems, and like one other I know, I am sure a lot of his problems stem from being confrontational with his doctors. I seem to get on well with most of my doctors, although the Cardiology doctors at the hospital have not covered themselves in glory in my opinion.

  After getting home from the pub I had some lunch, and I had a nice snooze. I didn't seem to feel very dynamic at all for the rest of the day. I seemed to be looking forward to going to bed early, and after the usual TV, some of which I only watched while doing other stuff, I went to bed at 9pm. At first I thought I had made a mistake. I read a few pages from my book, and tried for sleep. Nothing happened, or appeared to, but it was probably less than 15 minutes later that I fell into a deep sleep.

  I seemed to sleep quite well last night, but once again I was feeling a bit cool in the last hours of sleep, and put the heater on low. By the time I got up I was feeling too hot ! I'm sure I had several dreams last night, but only one left any impression. In this dream I was at a very big concert venue, and later in the dream I found out it was in Catford ! I am unsure what I was there for. I think I was with Jodie, but I seemed to leave her behind at about the time a gig started.

  I didn't have a ticket for the gig, and although I had no idea who the band was, I seemed to think I would not like them, As the doors opened, and a quite small crowd came in, I went the other direction, but I didn't leave the venue. I ended up in a sort of back stage area. I had no authority to be there, but I just acted like I should be there, and no one paid me any attention. I had a few beers with some roadies - which I think they may have paid for.

  Then I wanted to wash my glass out before going for a refill, although I had no idea where to get a refill. I ended up wandering into the kitchen where I could at least wash my glass out. Then, while looking for a bar I found myself outside the venue, and that is when I found it was in Catford. I think I was heading for a pub when I woke up needing a pee, although not desperately.

  I didn't think I passed that much pee during the night, but it was probably more than some nights. It was enough to drop my weight 200gm since yesterday morning. Maybe a small poo before I weighed myself helped a bit. Since having some breakfast - a single small portion of instant noodles - I have had another pee, and another poo, but once I have had breakfast I don't weight myself a second time (although I will after I have had a shower, and before I get dressed again).

  My blood glucose readings are being very stubborn. The average is very slightly up, but most readings were fairly good. The Contour meter read 8.2mmol/l. That is slightly good. The GlucoRX meter read a slightly better 8.0mmol/l. A tiny bit less and it would take it into the green on my spreadsheet, and I would have called it almost excellent. Once again it was the Contour Plus meter that let me down with another high reading. It read 8.9mmol/l. That would be OK-ish in the grand scheme of things, but being so much higher than the other two is annoying. I may see what brand new batteries do for it, although being very new, the batteries should still be almost full.

  I seem to be making good time, and I'll soon be able to have a non rushed shower, and maybe even a wet shave before getting dressed ready to walk to the hospital. I want to allow plenty of time for the walk so I don't have to resort to any TNG spray, and I am not puffing and panting, and all sweaty when I get to the hospital for my echocardiogram. If they are not running behind schedule (quite probable), I could be out of there by 11:30pm, and home before midday.

  In theory I should still have plenty of time for a short rest once I get home, and then time to go to Tesco. I was thinking of going to Aldi, but maybe I might do that tomorrow when there is more time. Once I am back from Tesco I will have a small lunch, and sooner or later it will be time for Jodie to arrive, and maybe an hour later, Michael to arrive too for another Thursday afternoon beer tasting session. I must try and moderate my drinking a bit so I can get over it faster than the two days of the last boozing session.