09:00 GMT

  After the previous dreadful day, yesterday was not bad. There was some full sunshine followed by sunny spells until almost sunset. The afternoon rose to 13° C, then cooled off until rising again at midnight.
  This morning has started grey and damp. The damp is from rain during the night, but (possibly) at 11am it will start to drizzle. Then there may be light rain until 2pm. Even then the rain won't have finished, and it will start again at 7pm. It will still only be light rain, but it may be enough to dampen the enthusiasm of any feral trick or treaters. The temperature will be up and down a couple of times today. There may be a couple of hours of 15° C late this morning, and then for much of the afternoon, and again from 7pm.  The latest revision to the forecast has now added two hours of thunderstorms in the early hours of tomorrow (although this could just be a sick Halloween joke by the BBC). Much of tomorrow may be dry and bright with an afternoon high of 14° C.

  Yesterday was not too bad a day, and some of it was quite good. The bright weather certainly added an extra sparkle to the day, although it still felt that I needed a coat when I went out. The evening was a pleasant boozy evening, and some good and not so good beers were drunk.

  After I finished writing yesterday, I had only short rest before I had to tackle finishing washing a small bath towel that I had left half done, and still in the last rinse water from the day before. I lost count of the amount of times I rinsed it yesterday morning, but it was probably at least 8 times, and the rinse water still seemed slightly soapy. I should have done a few more rinses, but I was feeling a little bit tired, and lot bored.

  After hanging up the towel to dry I had a shower. It felt too late, and I had stuff to do, and so I didn't wash my hair like I wanted to do. I may not do it today, but I will see how the time is going. There is potentially an added problem today - I am expecting a delivery and it could be any time between right now and midnight (yes, it is an Amazon delivery, and maybe early afternoon could be a fairly good bet).

  Yesterday I had no fears about missing a delivery, and once I was dried and dressed I could, and did go out. I went out to buy some shopping from Tesco, but with first looking through the windows to make sure at least one checkout was staffed. On this occasion I deliberately only bought some essential stuff, and some heavier stuff. The heavier stuff included 4 cans of beer on a buy 4 for the price of three offer.

  My plan was to go shopping in Aldi today, and buy stuff like ready meals, and other stuff that Aldi have, and Tesco's don't, or have less choice. Of course that also works the other way around. Tesco has a far, far better selection of Instant noodles, for instance. With the latest Amazon delivery taking place today I am not sure I will be able to get to Aldi unless it it is very late in the day - which I would prefer not to.

  When I got back from Tesco I put all my shopping away, and had a sit down. I also had some lunch. It was not a very good lunch. Even a Tesco finest quiche is not as good as a basic cheap quiche. I only bought the "Tesco Finest" quiche because it was on the reduced price shelf. I think it was vintage cheddar and caramelised onion Quiche. It sounded like it should have been delicious, but was barely "nice". I also scoffed the whole lot when it might have been better for me if I had only have had half of it - but why stop just because you are not enjoying ?

  I had another little rest before I did some tidying in the dining room. I had hoovered the carpet in the a day or two ago, and that didn't need doing again, but I did do some long over due things like scrubbing off sticky beer spills on the dining room tablecloth. Although I did buy a nice white linen tablecloth, I also bought a PVC tablecloth, and that is what has been on the table for the last year or two. I thought a "plastic" tablecloth was a bit naff at the time, but I now realise it was essential for when beer is being sloshed about !

  Nothing really happened after that until Jodie arrived at about 3.30pm. Michael arrived half an hour later. He was his usual gloomy self until he got a few beers down himself. I was itching to try the beer I had bought from Tesco - two cans of a fruit sour, and two cans of a stout style. The fruit sour was actually described as strawberries dipped in chocolate flavour. I must admit I was surprised to find it was actually drinkable, and had hints of being nice. I reckon that after another 5 or 6 cans I could grow to enjoy it. The reason being that it was a lot less sour than some of the abominations that Jodie enjoys.

  The stout was also a flavoured beer. The very odd thing is that we all expected it to be dark, and maybe even black (like Guinness as a great example of a stout), but it was clear, and just a fairly light brown. It was flavoured with nuts, possibly hazelnuts. It was very strange. It seemed all wrong, but I found myself thinking it wasn't so bad. I don't think I would want to make a habit of drinking it, but I would not turn away another can (and there is still the second can in the fridge !).

  I had two other visitors for the boozing session. The first was the fluffy cat who may be a Maine Coon, or may be a Norwegian Forest Cat. They are related, and so this difference is mute. He is always far better behaved when he has an audience (except when he got onto the table, and I had to pick him up and put him on a chair). His type of cat is described as being dog like. I guess that means that rather than being the solitary hunter of the night, he likes being in company, and is more and more relaxed when there are several of us in the room with him. He even dozed off for ten minutes.

  The other visitor was Mark who dropped by for one low strength beer, and to pick Jodie up. He and Jodie left around 6pm, and Michael very soon after. (Fluffy cat decided to go out a bit earlier). Before they all left I put my dinner in the oven (not microwave). It was a cauliflower cheese ready meal with some added grated cheese once it was cooked. I have no idea what secret ingredient my mum used to add, but her recipe tasted far nicer than the Tesco ready meal.

  One oddity was that I thought I had at least one alternate ready meal in the fridge, but that Cauliflower cheese was the the only thing in the fridge. My desire to go to Aldi increases, but I still have a selection of food in the freezer, and maybe there is stuff in that that ought to be used up soon. I did and do have a packet of 6 sausage rolls in the fridge, and I could probably have those for dinner at a pinch. Of course they will be moderately horrible, and on refection I have no idea why I bought them - apart from they were reduce price.

  There is not a lot to say about last night. I watched TV, the usual stuff, until I gave up at 10pm (although I could have watched until 11pm, but maybe the booze was making me feel extra sleepy). When I got into bed I did feel very slightly uncomfortable, and the discomfort was from my bowel area. I didn't seem ready to go to the toilet, but there were some ominous gurgles from my lower digestive tract.

  I soon fell asleep, and I may have got up once for a pee, but I think it was around 3am when I became more active. I am unsure of what happened when, but it may have been getting up to go for a pee, and after than a poo. I dislike having a poo in the middle of the night, but it had to be done, and doing it was hard work. I then went back to bed to have a very unusual dream.

  What I seemed to have dreamed was a plan of what to remember of a dream I don't think I had. I did have some sort of dream, and maybe that was the seed for an imagined dream that I intended to remember. It was all a bit mixed up and crazy, and I doubt I will never know what I thinking of in the night, but I do remember, or at least I think I remembered what I was supposed to remember this morning.

  The dream that I seemed to invent during a dream had no start or finish, and was just one snapshot of an single still frame. I was in a cemetery looking at a marked area that contained 6 very small headstones, plus one large stone. Written on the big stone were the words "Here lies six men who died during a photocopier explosion". That was all I had to remember.

  There was nothing about the actual photocopier explosion - probably because photocopiers have never been known to explode, and so there could be no back story. As I said, the whole dream was that one single freeze frame of a picture with an emphasis on what was written on the big stone. It is a complete and utter mystery how I managed to come up with that idea, and maybe a bigger mystery why, in a dream, did I make sure it was simple enough to remember in the morning.

  This morning was another false start when I got up and then went back to bed for a bit more sleep after I had been to the toilet, and took screen shots of the weather forecasts. When I went to the toilet I first had a fair sized pee,and then decided to sit down and I managed to squeeze out quite a hard poo. I weighed myself before I went back to bed, and I was not happy with what I saw.

  I have to admit that could have been the most realistic dream ever, because an hour later, or so I believe (the weather forecast screen shots do suggest it was actual reality though), I went to the toilet for a repeat performance. This time my weight was a bit better. The finally tally was that I seemed to put on 500gm since yesterday morning. I knew the food I ate and the beer I drunk would not be very good for me, but I never expected that.

  There was another mystery after maybe another half hour had passed. I had only had a mouthful of drink or maybe two, and certainly not 200gm of it, but after I had done a pleasingly large, very wet poo I found my weight was not less but more. I have observed this before - and it is like on some occasions my poo is actually lighter than air (although thank goodness it doesn't float out of the pan !!!!!).

  My blood glucose was also affected by the food or drink I had yesterday, but not too much, and my readings were not that bad. The Contour meter read 7.6mmol/l, and that is not only good, but even very slightly better than yesterday. The GlucoRX meter read 6.6mmol/l, and that is the sort of figure I am now aiming at. The GlucoFix meter read 7.8mmol/l. That is the highest reading for any meter since the 15th of the month, but still very acceptable. The average of all three was 7.33mmol/l, and that is higher than the total average for the whole month, which is 6.81mmol/l. For comparison September's average was a fair bit higher at 8.17mmol/l. Last August it was slightly lower at 8.07mmol/l - which was a surprise because that month featured a few nines.

  It could easily be another couple of hours before I get an email to say my Amazon order is out for delivery. That should give me plenty of time to have a shower, and I think today I ought to wash my hair. It could be a bit of a gamble to chance going shopping after that. Sometimes Amazon do give an actual estimate of delivery time instead of their fairly useless "before 9pm", and maybe I will manage a shopping trip to Aldi. It would be nice, but is far from essential.

  Tonight I had thought about going out to a gig. It was a reasonable band playing in a reasonable pub that is just one long ad boring bus ride away. The flaw in that plan  I only discovered this morning, although it should have been obvious. It is billed as a blood Halloween Party gig. I do not care for that, and so I will stay in and enjoy an early night instead - with the doors and windows bolted closed and the curtains closed to avoid giving any encouragement to American trick or treaters. What could mess all that up is if Amazon decide they are going to do a very later delivery - a "before 9pm", and on rare occasions "before 10pm". If I am lucky it could be closer to, say, 3pm, and I could then go to Aldi. Today I think I will just be making it up as I go along through the day.