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  Yesterday was damp and drizzly. The sky was grey and the afternoon temperature only reached 7° C. On the whole it was not a nice day.
  Today is going ti be a bit brighter, but the chance of a glimpse of the sun seems very unlikely. A lot of the day will feature light rain. On the (almost) plus side, the afternoon could see 11° C. Tomorrow is also shown as being a dull day, but the afternoon may reach an almost, but not quite warm 10° C. Unfortunately it will be accompanied by light rain. Tomorrow could start at 9° C, which is not too bad, but the whole day will be grey with showers from about 4pm, that will continue into the night. The afternoon temperature may reach 13° C, but that will be spoiled by rain,

  Yesterday was a fairly quiet sort of day where only the "Thursday Club" beer tasting session in the afternoon disturbed a very lazy feeling day.

  Prior to the beer tasting session so little happened that it left few "hooks" to help remember what I did. I know I had a few snoozes....at least I think I did. Even having lunch feels like a dim memory. I can't seem to remember what I had, although I think I finished with some stuff that was not ideal when trying to keep my blood glucose down, and my weight down. It included both ice cream and cake !

  Some memories are starting to return now I have stared writing. One important thing was having a shower. Another memory is thinking I ought to do more exercise, but looking out the window at the greyness, and drizzle, and thinking it was most definitely not a day to go out. So I didn't !

  Probably the next thing of note that I did do was to wash and polish the beer glasses, plus give the kitchen surfaces a wipe down, prior to the beer tasting session. Jodie was the first to turn up at roughly half past 3pm. As usual, she had a few minutes of stuff to say, and then turned her attention to Instagram, or something else, on her phone. The silence was relieved by the arrival of Michael. He had lots to say, but none of it was particularly inspiring. Another hour passed and we were joined by Mark. He had more interesting things to say.

  I think we disbanded at around 6.30pm. As we were building up to that I put my dinner in the microwave to cook for it's mere 5 minutes. It was Harissa flavoured chicken with rice and a few odd beans and vegetables. It sounded like it might be really nice, but while pleasant, it was far from exciting. I followed it with more ice cream, and possibly a small bun as well.

  I don't think I drank much beer because I felt annoyingly sober, and more so after eating dinner. I did feel tired though, although not sleepy enough to go t bed very early. I Watched some Star Treks, and then QI before heading to bed at 10pm. It was one of those nights when I must have been more tired than I thought. I laid in bed for what seemed like a long time, but was probably little more than 15 minutes before I was fast asleep.

  It probably goes without saying now that I woke several times in the night for a pee. The main event of the night was a dream that although it has a few gaps, was probably the most remembered dream for ages. It was set in The Catford Bridge Tavern, but in some ways it was more like the original 1970s (or earlier) Railway Tavern. When I was first learning to drink I was aware that the pub would have bands, or maybe only discos on in the basement.

  In the dream it was definitely bands, and it seemed like most gig were free entry. I had been put off going down to the basement because I was told the beer prices down there were very expensive, but on this one occasion I decided I needed to have a look down there. I went down the stairs, and walked a short way along a corridor. I then came across a plastic curtain that was supposed to somehow be a sound barrier.

  When I passed that barrier I could here what was the support band playing a cover of a song by the band "Man". It enjoyed it, but felt thirsty. When I went to the bar down there I found the beer was expensive. It was £6.20 for a pint of Fullers London Pride. That was expensive, although not very by today's standards - and I think the dream was set in the present.

  Maybe for free entry to such a good band it was not such a bad deal. I did buy a pint, but I don't remember drinking it. What I do remember getting into a good position before the headline band started. I can't remember what they were like apart from being a hard rock band. I think I was too distracted by realising I was in a good position to take photos, but didn't have my camera with me. The dream seemed to fade out soon after.

  This morning I don't feel that wonderful, but not that bad either. I do feel tired and after having my breakfast I am looking forward to my usual snooze once I have finished writing. On the other hand, I ought to feel bad because I seem to have put on nearly 1.5kg of weight somehow (although I think I had made two visits to the toilet, to pass two fairly big, but singular stools since I weighed myself.

  Despite that weight gain, mostly brought about by things like desserts and buns, my blood glucose is not too bad. 7.7mmol/l is actually almost good, but 8.8 and 8.6mmol/l are both getting near to the limit of acceptance. I am not sure I will do better today (which I will find out in the morning). Today is a day when I have some big conflict of interests. I really want to go to a gig tonight, but I have doubts I will actually go out tonight.

  The gig is The Life Of Brian band, and I would dearly love to see them playing, but only in a better pub. Tonight they are back in the Beckenham Bricklayers Arms, and my last experience there was a disaster. It was like the black hole of Calcutta - maybe three times the comfortable amount of people in there, and I can't imagine tonight will be any less over crowded. Last time I had to resort to trying to get a few snaps using my mobile phone because it coped with the bad lighting. Even more serious is that for the hour or two I was there I never managed to get close enough to the bar to get a drink.

  As much as I would love to see the band, I don't know if I have the enthusiasm to go ton that stupid pub again tonight. What I do have, and that is more enticing, is some BBQ spare ribs for my dinner. I dare not fill my stomach up before going out, but I am so looking forward to eating those pare ribs. Apart from fretting about the conflict of interest tonight, I can have a fairly relaxed day today. As I write this it is dry outside, but it is still cold, and it is still rather grey. I could, and maybe should, go for a walk in the park today to strengthen my legs, but I am having trouble raising any enthusiasm for it. Maybe today will just be a waste of a day.
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