10:03 BST

  Yesterday morning was bright and sunny - almost not a single cloud in the sky, and that is why it was quite a chilly morning. The forecast said 6° C at 6am, and although I didn't check my own thermometers at that time, I can believe it. The sunshine gave way to just sunny spells before midday, but I think the sunny spells continued until sunset. The afternoon was not that warm - just 12° C. I did not go out to test it, but that probably didn't feel too bad in the sunshine.
  I didn't open the curtains until 9am this morning, but I think it was sunny before that. The forecast says only some sunny spells from 10am. Midday may be cloudy, but the sunny spells should resume soon after, and continue until sunset. Maybe it will be at 2pm, or maybe not, but the temperature may only peak at just 11° C today. Maybe it is time for long trousers again...or maybe not. The day should be dry, but light rain may fall from 11pm tonight. Tomorrow may start bright and sunny again, but it is going to be very cold. Just 5° C is forecast, and in sheltered spots we might even see a touch of frost. By midday we may lose any sunshine, and the temperature will rise no further than 9° C. From 3pm there will be light rain until about 9pm.  From 8pm the temperature may start to rise, and it could be 11° C by midnight.

  I have no idea how I seemed to start writing this so late. I did sleep a bit later this morning, but I was still up checking my weight and stuff before 8am, and it may have even been before 7am. Oh well, I have started now.

  I was going to do two things yesterday, and one of them was more important than the other. I did neither, but I did do two other things that were very useful, and in one case was getting close to important. These things will be described in due course. It will be harder to describe why I didn't do what I didn't do !

  One of the keys to the day, yesterday, was to finish washing a medium sized bath towel which was sitting in a big bucket of bio detergent, and sitting in, and blocking the bath. Until I got that job finished I could not have a shower or wash my hair. Both would have been important if I was going to go out in the evening, and mingle with the great public (and musician friends).

  I was in that curious state of not feeling good, but also not feeling bad yesterday morning (and maybe most of the day yesterday). I think it was all in the head rather than being anything physical. I just seemed to feel slightly tired, slightly lacking in energy, and those two meant I had very little enthusiasm for any action, although later there would be action - enough to prove I did have energy if only I could be bothered to use it.

  The outcome of all that negative feeling is that after I had finished writing I laid down on my bed to rest, and maybe read for a bit, but I feel sure I ended up having a snooze. I can't say I actually remember snoozing, but I do have a vague memory of missing time. It was like I closed my eyes for a 30 seconds but almost an hour passed in the blink of an eye. I still thought I might go out shopping, and so I went, albeit with a little bit of reluctance, to finish washing the towel that had been soaking overnight (and the overnight soaking was only because I could not be bothered to do any more the previous day).

  As expected, I had to rinse and wring out (by hand) the towel at least 10 times. I was a bit mystified as to why that didn't seem to completely knacker me. Of course it did knacker me a bit, but maybe the thought of lunch sustained me. I hung the towel on the big clothes horse, and turned the desk fan on to blow air at it to speed up drying. After that I could have had my shower, and maybe even washed my hair, but I did neither. I wanted a short rest again.

   This time I did not have a rest, but went down to the kitchen to prepare my lunch because it was midday, or maybe even a bit later by then. My lunch involved a slight novelty. It was Polish Barszcz soup with a single slice of sourdough toast. I bought the soup at least a year ago, and maybe as much as 3 years ago. Itw as in a well sealed pouch, and seemed like it might last for ever, although I think it had a best before date of at least 6 months ago, and maybe a full year !

  I bought that soup on the advice of a Polish friend after I said that some Barszcz flavour instant noodles were really nice. The soup is made from beetroot (recipe here https://polishfeast.com/borscht-polish-beet-soup/), and should be a deep red/purple colour (the instant noodles I have had were exactly like that). Maybe that colour fades when stored for a long time, or maybe it was because the soup I bought had lot of other stuff in it that diluted the colour.

  I think I detected potato and cabbage in fair quantities in the soup. My guess is that they were cheap ingredients to bulk it up with. The soup is associated with Xmas in Poland, and that means it should not be long before it appears in the local Polish where I bought the sachet I ate yesterday. If I do get more sachets (it was very nice, and so a few spare would be a good idea) I will not wait to eat it, and see if it is a much redder colour when fresh.

  After lunch I laid down again and contemplated the idea of going out shopping (in Tesco rather than the Polish shop). I contemplated and contemplated, and I might have had a short snooze as well. I found I could not be bothered to have a shower, but I did have a desire for using more hot water to do some more washing - clothes, not me.

  I still had an insane idea that I might go out into the cold, damp, and dark night - to a gig. That would mean that I would need a shower, but also a clean t-shirt, and the shirt I would want to wear would be one of my two "Catford" t-shirts, but both needed a wash. I decided to wash both, and some underwear. If I did end up going out I could have force dried one of the shirts in front of a fan heater on full blast.

  Maybe the beetroot soup, even if the colour suggested it did not have much beetroot in it, had revitalised me or something. I found washing the two t-shirts and maybe ten pairs of underpants, to be almost easy going. I did the whole lot, the detergent, the three rinses, and the fabric conditioner, in one non stop session. There was room for it all on the clothes horse.

  After doing that second load of laundry I sort of relaxed - maybe too much. This time I did not have a snooze, at least I don't remember having one, but it was enough to evaporate any idea of going out into the night - which is currently starting very soon after 6pm now (sunset is at 5.47pm tonight, but it is after 6pm before it is really dark outside). I did some reading, checked some things on the internet, and before I realised it, it was time to get dinner ready, and watch the 6 O'clock News on the BBC.

  My dinner had three small courses, and I only seem to remember 2 of them. The main course, in the middle was a couple of grilled Polish sausages. They are nice as a novelty, but I think I prefer the standard English sausage.....although I have to admit I can't seem to enjoy even those like I used many years ago. The dessert course was a couple of slices of Angel cake - very sweet, almost certainly very unhealthy, but also very delicious. Thankfully the Mounjaro protects from the worst effects of the sugar content of that cake.

   My first course remains a mystery. I almost said a fish pie for one, but I think I had that the previous day. It could not have been cheese and rice crackers because I have run out of cheese, and that is one reason why I need to go out shopping sooner or later. I think I will just have to leave it as a mystery unless the memory finally pops up, all of it's own, in my mind.

  I guess last night was the usual mindless, but still mostly enjoyable, TV viewing I do most weekday nights - the news, a few episodes of Star Trek from more than one series, QI and Have I Got News For You. I am finding it too easy to stay uo to 11pm before turning off the TV and going to bed. Once upon a time I had s strict policy of no TV after 9pm, but really that was just a hangover from the days when I needed to get up at 5am to go to work. These days I can mostly set my own hours to anything I fancy.

   Two things spoiled a perfect sleep last night, but the days or prefect sleep have long gone. Last night was a night when I had to adjust the heater in the night because the cold outside was seeping into my bedroom and making it feel a bit cold for sleeping uncovered. I guess that answer should be easy - get the duvet out of store again, but these days I don't seem to like sleeping under a duvet - bits of me start to feel too hot even if the room itself is freezing.

  The other thing that spoiled my sleep was actually a good thing. It was getting up to pee. The reason for the cake, beyond perfectly normal greed and desire, was to increase my blood glucose enough to make me pee more. That has the dual purpose of making my weight less in the morning, but even more usefully it helps drain the water/blood that accumulates in my left leg. It is made worse by having one less artery after an artery was used as a graft for my heart bypass operation. It is also probably made worse by my faulty heart valve making my blood circulation poorer than ideal.

  Like too many morning recently, I got up twice. The first time was to go for a pee, and also to taken screenshots of the days weather forecasts. I also weighed myself, but I didn't record that weight because I was hoping I might have another pee and also a poo a little bit later. I did have a pee, but not a poo. (I think it was afternoon before I had a poo yesterday). My weight was no all that good. In fact I seemed to have put on 100gm, but it is still very close to what it was when I first started Mounjaro, and put weight one instead of losing it.

  I also checked my blood glucose. It was better than yesterday, but sadly no readings starting with a five. The Contour meter read 6.7mmol/l, and that is pretty good. The GlucoRX meter read 6.2mmol/l, and that is even better. My newest meter, which started off really kind to me, once again let me down with the highest reading, but 7.2mmol/l is still pretty good.

  It seems that my weight is not quite good, but not bad. My blood glucose is good enough, and my blood pressure is not that bad maybe very slightly low). Yet for all these "good enough" things, I still feel not great. Once again it is just the weather. The sunshine we had earlier has gone, and been replaced with sullen looking clouds - the sort of look that make me want to learn how to hibernate until spring.

  The next thing I will definitely do is have a lie down, and if I should fall asleep I would just cheerfully accept it even the afternoon is getting very close now. I think regardless of anything else, I am definitely going to have a shower after my rest. I think it is likely that I will wash my hair - it definitely needs it. With those things done I hope I will want to go to Tesco.

   It also means there is less impediment to go to a gig tonight. Tonight is the night where the Life Of Brian Band reforms for maybe one more gig, and hopefully more gigs. I definitely want to be there, but maybe only as a fly on the ceiling - I fear there will be no standing room anywhere else, and sitting down would be like trying to watch the god from the bottom of a well. It is possible I might go by getting a train to Clock House station, and walk down the hill. I would not want to do that in reverse, going up the hill, and would get the bus home. I really hope I can find the strength and enthusiasm to go tonight, but at this point in time it already feels unlikely.