08:52 BST

  The forecast for yesterday was not terribly good, but the day didn't seem too bad. There should have been some sunny spells in the morning, but it was mostly dull. The temperature still managed to reach a comfortable, although not exactly warm 17° C. I think I remember a few sunny spells in the afternoon, but not enough to make the afternoon much better than the dull morning.
  The clouds are currently like a thin misty haze, and the sun is just about shining through. The forecast say we should be getting full sunshine now, but unless that misty cloud layer burns off it is going to be "soft focus" sunshine. This afternoon should see 19° C for a couple of hours. From midday to sunset the forecast predicts just sunny spells, but if the sun has fully broken through by then it might look and feel OK. Today should be dry, but rain may start to fall after midnight. That rain could continue all through tomorrow. As well as being wet, the temperature may only rise to 17 ° C.

  Yesterday mostly felt like a good day, but this morning I discovered it had been a bad day. The worst thing is that I don't really understand why it should have been as bas as it was. It was all about eating and weight loss, or lack of it, and I will try and explain it in my writings about yesterday.

  Yesterday had started well, maybe even very well. I was looking forward to a walk through the park for my usual Wednesday lunchtime visit to The Jolly Farmers. Obviously I had to have a good shower before I could feel comfortable mixing with people in the pub. I also washed my hair and had a wet shave so I was looking and smelling suave good enough for mixed company.

  I was a bit worried that I thought I saw a few drops of rain before I went out, and I half expected to arrive at the pub looking a soggy mess. On the other hand I had some sort of twisted faith that I would be OK to go out without a coat, and that is what I did - just t-shirt and shorts - more like high summer attire. It didn't rain, and I stayed dry, and it seemed warm enough to stay comfortable - maybe provided I kept walking.

  I guess it is now a habit to have a squirt of GTN (anti angina) spray before I started walking. It does seem to make for a more comfortable walk, although I sort of feel guilty of not waiting for symptoms to start before having a spray.  Even after that spray I still couldn't raise my walking speed beyond 2.327 mph, although maybe I was just enjoying the sights and smells, and didn't feel like rushing.

  I decided I would pick up two copies of The Metro (one for me and one for Ayse [my all time favourite bar maid]) from the hospital rather than taking the longer, but less interesting walk via Ladywell station, although going via the station does give some train photography opportunities. Had I been there about 15 minutes earlier I may have been in time to take more pictures of the class 465 train that has had the old "Kent Link Networker" livery re-instated as part of the Rail 200 celebrations (200 years of trains in Britain).


  One of the first things that caught my eye was this new "Green Chain link" milepost. The old one, made of cast iron, like I think the new one is, was a bit dull, and had a motif of fossils allegedly found in the area. The new one has the green painted chain motif, although what caught me eye first was the shiny brass plaques - both the large round one, and the small rectangular one. The round one seemed to just have some geometric design on it. The smaller, rectangular one had the designers name on it.
  It seemed odd to dump these old stopcocks in the hospital grounds, but there have been indications of work going on in the basement of the hospital - and one access to the basement is down the steps behind where these stopcocks are. After passing this I carried on, and around the corner to the main entrance to most departments in the hospital, and that is where I picked up my two copies of The Metro.
  As I came out of the hospital I realised that I had a perfect view (apart from the dull light) of the Lewisham War Memorial. I almost felt like I wanted to share this picture with a group called Catford And Lewisham memories. People on the group always say how clean and tidy Catford and Lewisham used to look in the past. I can remember the war memorial coming in for criticism saying it was dirty and neglected with unpicked litter everywhere. I think my picture shows the opposite. The really odd thing is people saying how clean everything used to look in the days when most transport was horse powered, and the roads looked to be thick with horse poo. I suspect those same people have very selective vision.

  One thing I did yesterday was something you can't do in normal pubs - I took some booze in with me. I didn't try and keep it hidden so I could have cheap top ups from my own bottle, but handed it to Ayse. I told her I wanted her opinion on what seemed cheap (£20) Aldi cognac. I have never been a lover of brandy/cognac, and while I thought that maybe it was less bad than others I had tried, I thought it worth hearing an opinion from someone I know likes brandy.

  She poured us out a couple of shots of it, and we both tried it. It was my third taste of it, and maybe I was getting to start seeing some slight pleasure in it. Ayse tasted hers and declared "wow !". She said it made her brain pop, and double checked that it was only the usual 40%. I think she liked it - a lot. I told her to keep it because it was probably a mistake for me to buy it. We did have one more together just before I left to go home.
  I had only been walking a minute or two after leaving the pub, when I saw this squirrel rummaging around in the graveyard of St Mary's Church. Like all squirrels it looked cute, and with a clear line of sight to it I took it's picture.
  A bit further along, inside the park, near the tennis courts, are a few rose bushes. Just one had two remaining flowers in good looking condition. Had I been going towards the pub, armed with a pair of cutter, and feeling naughty in several ways, I could have been tempted to cut the flower off, and give it to someone in the pub.
  There are not many trees in the park that take on vivid colours as they start to lose their leaves in autumn. This is one of them. I think it is a type of maple, although I will admit that is a wild guess.
  The leaves while still on the tree look less vivid because they are surrounded by green leaves, but once the fall to the ground they can look very vivid indeed !
  I am unsure what to call this except as a Grannies shopping bag on wheels. I am sure it was empty, and for some mysterious reason it was abandoned at the bottom of the "curly whirly" footbridge over the railway.

  As usual, it was a slower walk home than going to the pub. I think the reason is booze. It does make me feel slower when I had a few pints of Guinness swilling around in my stomach. Maybe the two cognacs I had made me feel more relaxed, and maybe I just spent more time looking for things to photograph.

  The first screenshot of figures was of going to the pub, and I took that at just before 1pm (I got to the pub at about my normal time). This screenshot was taken at almost 4pm, and I think I took it just after getting home. That suggests I had had a 3 hour lunch break. Apart for the two cognacs, I only had 2 or maybe it was 3 pints of Guinness. It must have been a very relaxed, not rushed session. That is sort of proof I was enjoying myself.

  No matter how I try and manage my diet (currently trying Mounjaro, the wonder drug - apparently) I still felt ravenous when I got home. I may have decided what I was going to have for lunch early in the morning. It was cheese on sliced and pickled red chillies, on corned beef, on toast, and I had two slices of it. In the past, when mainly watching my sugar levels, it had proved to be moderately safe, but maybe not so safe for my weight control.

  My lunch was delicious, and then came the difficulty of deciding between snoozing and preparing the photos I have used here. I made a start by transferring all the photos from my Nikon Coolpix S6300 camera, plus the screen shots from my phone to my PC for later "processing". Then I had a lie down, but I may not have snoozed, although there is a sort of blank in my memory, and so maybe I did snooze for a while.

  It was already late-ish when I got home, and so it wasn't a long wait until dinner time, and time to watch the 6 O'clock BBC News. I thought that just a single chicken curry ready meal, and nothing else, would be relatively safe, but this morning I had the evidence that maybe it was not safe at all. Maybe it was safe but someone had slipped something in my drink.
  I thought it a bit odd seeing this in the gents toilet of the pub. The usual belief is that it is women who are the victims of drink spiking, but I guess this serves a warning to any stupid men that they could get caught, possibly on the pubs CCTV and as well as probable legal action, also get a ban from the pub (and any other the message can be passed to).

  I did the selecting and processing of my photos while watching TV (Star Trek: The New Generation - it was a story I could remember enough of to be able to follow it by sound while doing the photo editing). Later on I would watch Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Have I Got News For You, and QI (although, one again, I can't remember which of the last two was on first).

  During the evening I was using that old trick of drinking a lot of chilled water to make myself feel more full after only eating what seemed to me to be a small meal. I think I may have drank over a litre. It also meant I could conserve my last bottle of Diet Coke until I can buy more.

  I think it was gone 10pm when I tried for sleep. I can't recall any difficulty getting to sleep - I was wake, and then I was asleep with no fuss at all. It is nice when that happens, and it does seem to happen a lot lately for some unknown reason - probably more than just my bedroom being a good temperature. I didn't expect to sleep that well, and in fact I was hoping not to !

  I assumed I would be waking up every 2 or so hours to go for a big pee after drinking all the water. It may have been thanks to Mounjaro that my blood glucose was nice and low last night, and that meant I didn't seem to need to pee much. That was actually a bad thing because I was hoping to drain off all the water in a series of big pees. Instead it seems to have my the bottom of my right leg, and lesser so my right leg, to puff up from water retention, and all that water, whether in my legs of elsewhere, weighs a lot !

  It was very disappointing to get on the scales after getting up, and finding out I had not lost any weight at all, and was actually 1.4kg heavier. That is an absurd weight gain when I am supposed to be losing weight. It is the biggest gain I have had for ages and ages. Maybe I should have had something, like ice cream, to raise my blood glucose so I was peeing all night long.

  My blood glucose was indeed low this morning, although not quite so low as yesterday, but not far from it. The Contour meter and the GlucoFix meter both read 7.1mmol/l. That is very good, and should be, but won't be, reason to celebrate. The GlucoRX meter read an even more wonderful 6.6mmol/l. It is no wonder I didn't feel the need to pee with those low readings. It is just a shame they were partnered with such a huge weight gain.

  Today I have two ways to screw up my diet. The first is because I will probably be going shopping today. I hope it will be in Tesco, but I will check the state of the checkouts before committing to shop there. If the one staffed checkouts have big queues I will go to Aldi. no matter where I shop there is always a good chance I will buy inappropriate foods.  The other reason for messing up my diet is because today is Thursday, and I will be joined by Jodie, and probably Michael, for some beer drinking. Some of those beers could be strong and syrupy beers :-)