07:57 BST

  The weather forecast is very plain about it - it is going to be very wet today. I woke up to rain, and it will only stop about 2 hours before I go back to bed again. Some the rain will be, and has been, very heavy. It wouldn't be a BBC weather forecast without a few lightning bolts thrown in. They are forecast for 5 and 6pm. My thermometers say it is 16° C outside at the moment, and maybe the warmest we can expect today will be just 19° C, It seems it will be another very cool night. Tomorrow may start at just 13° C, but it should be bright and sunny. It may cloud over by midday, and from 2pm there could be mostly light rain, and it will continue into the night. This summer drought will soon be over ! Tomorrow afternoon may only reach 19° C again.

  Yesterday morning felt very rushed. I only had one real deadline, and that was at approximately 3pm, but it felt like I had so much to do, although that was only a few things in reality. Maybe that imaginary rush coloured the whole day. I did a few good things, but I can't think of it as a particularly good day.

  The first thing I had to do yesterday was to finish some laundry that had been started the day before. It wasn't actually the first thing, and was more like the third. The first was the usual going to the toilet and then weighing myself, and checking my blood glucose level. The second was having some instant noodles for breakfast. Only when all that was done could I get back to the laundry. I finished that, and hung it up to dry on the big clothes horse in the front room (which was feeling quite warm thanks to the morning sunshine).

  One thing I am not sure of is whether I finished that laundry before I started writing, or after I finished. I expect it was after I finished writing. With the laundry finished I was fee to have a shower. I was going to wash my hair too, but I had done that the day before, and it didn't feel like it needed washing again. Once I had had my shower I got dry and dressed ready to do....what ?

  I think I considered going shopping, but there was nothing I was desperate for. Admittedly my food choices were looking a bit thin, but if I was desperate I have plenty of stuff in the freezer. I decided to do some online shopping because there were a few things I could only get online - or face going into Lewisham or Bromley. My favourite khaki shorts, that I really only wear indoors, are starting to look a little frayed around the edges now, and a new pair seemed like a good idea.

  The first problem was logging in to Premier Man. it kept rejecting my name and/or password, and I could not work out why. In the end I set up a new account, and that worked OK. I found two pairs of Khaki shorts, and I could not decide which I wanted. One was "cargo shorts" with extra pockets, and that might have it's uses if I was wearing them outside, and that could be a possibility. The other pair was more similar to the pair I want to replace. They didn't seem that expensive, and so I bought one of each.

  I had more password trouble when I was trying to buy some stuff from Amazon. This time it was my error. I was using my heavily locked down Waterfox web browser that rejects all scripts and they are needed as part of the the login service. I scrapped all I had carefully ordered, and started again using Firefox. Among the stuff I ordered was two spare containers of 50 test strips for my newest blood glucose meter. In theory I may not need them. I get my repeat prescription, which includes the test strips, every 56 days, and so I would be 6 test strips short at the end of the cycle. Then there is always the chance that I might need more than one test strip on an occasional day.

  A couple of oddities I ordered from Amazon was some unusual cheeses. It is rare I buy food from Amazon, but I felt the urge to try some Norwegian cheese, and some cheese made in a Belgium monastery. I was actually looking for cheese made by Chimay, or another cheese made in a monastery where they brew beer. I found a cheese that is made in Switzerland, and it seems to have a picture of a monk on the label. These things could be delivered on Saturday.

  As usual I had a bit of cleaning and washing up to do before an afternoon beer drinking/tasting session with Jodie and Michael. Michael initially said he would not be joining us, but like at least once before he decided he needed a beer and company. He appeared at the front door less that an hour later. My drinking did not go to plan yesterday, and it made it all seem less than satisfactory.

  I assumed that Jodie would be drinking a lot of the nasty beers that she likes, and I hate. My plan was to have a thimbleful just to say I had tasted it, and then drink a pint or more of chilled water. it all went wrong when Jodie actually opened a few fairly good beers. I did still drink a fair bit of water, but also enough beer to feel some mild effects from it. On the other hand it was enough to mess up my eating plans for the rest of the day.

  To be honest I am not sure what I might have eaten instead if I had been stone cold sober. I only had limited choices without going to a lot of trouble, and the chances are I ate exactly what I would have eaten regardless of how drunk I was. The other negative thing was that with Michael being there, and who speaks non stop, Jodie immersed herself in her phone, and hardly said a word. Michael can be quite heavy going, and a few lighter bits of conversation would have helped.

  I was happy when Jodie and Michael had left, and I could prepare my dinner. My only choice, without getting something out of the freezer, was a cottage pie ready meal. It was OK, but nothing to get excited about. The ice cream I had afterwards was exciting, but I had to be careful how much I ate. I think I restrained myself enough. While eating, and afterwards, I watched the same old TV as usual before going to bed at 10pm.

  One thing about last night was that I had changed the bottom fitted sheet on my bed. It was getting a bit smelly, and had gained a few unwanted stains as well. It hardly made any real physical difference, but sleeping on a fresh sheet always feels better somehow. I don't know if it really was that, but I had a what could be looked at as a very boring sleep. Nothing happened to make it memorable in any way. I know I got up to pee pretty much as usual, and yet that is really what I think rather than know - there was just nothing to hang a memory on.

  When I got up I had quite a big pee, and I seem to think the one before that, maybe 2 hours earlier, was also very big. What I thought was going to be a poo has so far just been some gas. When I weighed myself I found my weight had gone up by 600gm. Evidently I was not nearly careful enough with what I ate yesterday. On the other hand...

  My blood glucose level was not as good as the day before, but it was still pretty good. The Contour meter, and the GlucoRX meter both read 7.8mmol/l, and that was only a bit over my imagined target of 7.5mmol/l. The Contour Plus meter read higher, and it always does, and this morning it read 8.3mmol/l. That is a good enough figure, and that is all I can say about it. The new GlucoFix meter read 8.1mmol/l. I had hoped it would be closer to the Contour and GlucoRX meters, but it seemed fair enough.

  The weather is pretty foul right now. It is still very grey, very dull, rather cool (still 16° C), and it is still raining, although the rain does seem a lot lighter than earlier.  I feel it is unlikely I will go out shopping unless is seems less horrible later. Stuff I made do includes washing the sheet I took off my bed yesterday. I may wash a few other things too, and that should include me too, but today could be a boring day unless I feel inspired to do some other stuff I have yet to think of.