Yesterday was not a bad day, but then again it wasn't that good either. I never went out, and in the end I didn't even have a shower, but two things were sufficiently good to make me feel good enough.

  Yesterday morning was almost typical - I finished writing, and then had a lie down. I think I had a snooze, and when I awoke I had a feeling I would not be going out because of the glum and damp weather. That meant I could skip a shower again, and use the bathtub to hand wash some clothes using my big builders buckets. It was quite a big wash, and this time, as well as 7 or so pairs of underpants, it included three t-shirts. It would be at least mid afternoon before I finished it.

  I almost forgot the best thing about yesterday. On Friday night my broadband failed, and Vermin Media predicted it would not be restored until yesterday afternoon. I am unsure exactly when it started working again, but it was mid morning yesterday. That was a big relief !

  I had no plans for yesterday. The weather didn't seem good enough for any fun and frolics outside. There was also a very unexpected email to say my replacement (for the one that APC wrecked) beer order would be delivered by DHL yesterday. Someone had pulled out all the stops because the original estimate was that the delivery would be tomorrow. Obviously I immediately went on high alert once the DHL tracking page said it would not be too long before it arrived (although "not too long" was an hour or two.

  The delivery took place at around 1pm. That was little more than 24 hours after I contacted Beers Of Europe with the bad new my box had been damaged by APC. I was most happy to open the box and confirm that it had arrived safely, and made a start on getting as many beers in my fridges as possible. The final bottles had to go in my kitchen fridge, and would have had to even if there was still room in the "official" beer fridges because they were very tall bottles.

  The other thing I did yesterday I have already mentioned. It was some laundry, done by hand. I did half of it, and then took a rest because my right wrist was starting to ache because of some possible muscle damage when I had a hole for a small catheter cut into an artery during my heart valve replacement procedure. It is one "wound" that has given me little trouble until now, but before now I have been treating it carefully. Wringing out clothes was not treating it gently !

  I think I did some reading while letting my wrist recover. I am, or was, reading Spike Milligan's book "Hitler, My Part In His Downfall" - book one of his war memoirs. I say was reading it because I finished it late last night. Today, or maybe tomorrow I will start to re-read the second book of the series of six- all of which have been on my bookshelf for many years now. All deserve another re-reading, and so far they don't feel stale at all.

  I am not sure what time I resumed my laundry, but I did my best, and did manage to finish the job before I got too relaxed after dinner and watching TV. Doing laundry during commercial breaks in the evening has worked once, maybe twice, but has failed more often. Yesterday I somehow got it all done, and hanging up to dry before things got too late. It meant I could enjoy my dinner, and relax while watching TV.

  I was just about to write that once again I had forgotten what I had for lunch yesterday, but this time I remember. It was a very healthy meal of fruit and a chunk of cheese to refresh my taste buds between some of the bits of fruit. I had one very ripe, and rather nice small cox apple. Then I had one possibly over-ripe nectarine. I think I have to blame it being too ripe for the slightly odd taste it had. Maybe it was just me because it was not over-ripe to the extent it had gone too soft and squishy.

  The best bit of fruit was an orange. I find most oranges to be not very nice, and I think the common factor is that they are usually bought from bit supermarkets. My thoughts are that Tesco are worse because their fruit is often not fully ripe. I suppose that gives it a longer shelf life, but it just spoils the flavour. Aldi tend to sell riper fruit, but it does not last long when stored in a fruit basket in my kitchen.

  Yesterday's orange came from what I now call the small Cosmopolitan Supermarket on Catford Bridge. The oranges are loose in the box they were originally shipped in from wherever they were grown, and can be a bit variable, and maybe they ripen in the shop, and I was lucky to pull out the perfect, and surprisingly delicious, orange from the box. I actually picked two, and maybe I'll have the second one today. Fingers crossed it will be just as delicious. Of course there is also a possibility that they just happen to be a superior type of orange that maybe big supermarkets don't sell because they are not homogeneous enough to be sold in fours or whatever.

  My dinner was pretty good last night. It was yet another box of mostly cooked BBQ spare ribs, and that need half an hour or so in the oven to finish cooking. I had them with a small tin of reduced sugar baked beans. The two went well together. Plus it got rid of the small tin of baked beans. From 15th of this month I have to start a low fibre diet prior to a Colonoscopy on the 19th. Quite why I need to follow a diet that is bound to get me constipated by the time my lower bowel needs to be clean and empty for the Colonoscopy is a mystery to me at the moment.

  Saturday night TV is often rather sparse, and I used that as a reason why I watched another episode of the TV series of Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Service (very loosely based on Douglas Adams book of the same name). Like the pilot episode I first watched a few days earlier, it was not terribly good. Like I said about the pilot episode, the books don't really translate to video, be it TV or a cinema film. (I Dread to think what an abortion some Hollywood studio would make of it if they tried).

  There was other stuff on TV, and it included some Simpsons episodes, plus the BBC news (which showed Donald Trump's best effort so far to start world war three !). I think it was as late as 11pm when I went to bed, and then read the last chapter of Spike Milligan's first war memoir book. I think it was possibly just after, but it might have been a bit before midnight, when I finished the book. I then turned out the light, and I think I fell asleep very quickly.

  I seemed to sleep well, and maybe it was such good sleep that waking up, and getting up soon after 6am didn't seem to be that hard (although I did go back to bed after going to the toilet (pee and poo), and then I think I slept for an extra hour. It is difficult to tell if I had one long dream, or several shorter dreams on the same topic - and that topic was pubs !

  The most interesting bit of dream was set in what was originally the saloon bar of of the old Railway Tavern (now a one bar pub called The Catford Bridge Tavern). There were possibly only a dozen or so people in there, and a conversation started about how pubs used to be. Someone said that in the last century (or two) some pubs issued hunting and fishing licences on behalf of the local land owner (usually a duke or squire or someone owning a huge tract of land).

  The governor of the pub, who was actually the old governor of The Catford Ram, said that he thought that was true, and then went on to say that rumours he had heard suggested all sorts of things went on in pubs in earlier centuries. Despite it not being old enough (it was probably built when the railway came to Catford in the nineteenth century) he said there was evidence that the Railway Tavern once had a brothel in it. He pointed to a bit of ceiling where there was some feint evidence of some sort of opening. He said there used to be a narrow staircase which went up to the brothel rooms. I'm not sure any of us believed him, but it might have been true - except only in the dream, and not in real life......or was it ???

  This morning I had a pee and two poos after getting up. Unfortunately I had my breakfast before the second poo, and so I could not weigh myself again without knowing how much my breakfast weighed so I could subtract it from my weight. When I did weigh myself I found I had put on more weight - 500gms of it. I doubt that my second poo would have made more than a 100gm difference. The small pee I had would have made a bigger difference, but still not enough to turn a gain into a loss.

  Once again my blood glucose measurements were fairly good, although slightly higher than yesterday. The three readings from my three blood glucose meters were 7.3mmol/l (very good), 8.1mmol/l (OK but not great), and 7.8mmol/l (quite good). My blood pressure, once again looks pretty good to me. It was 112/55 just now.

  This morning seems to be flying by. It is now midday as I wrote these words, I guess I have time for a quick snooze once I have uploaded this to the server. With luck I will have time to write an email reply to my older sister (and CC to my younger sister) in response to a "how are you" request. I will also have to find time to wash and polish the beer glasses for a beer tasting session with possibly just Jodie today. I also have stuff getting smelly in the kitchen that needs to go to compost, and quite a few plates to wash up as well. I guess I am going to be busy when I feel like being very lazy. Tomorrow, when it should be warm and sunny, I look forward to getting out for a breath of fresh air - and do some train spotting - maybe.