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Wednesday
17th June 2026
09:00 BST
Yesterday was often dull, but
it was a dry day. Even with only a few
sunny spells it was still a warm day,
and the afternoon reached 25° C. Even
the evening didn't seem to be cold,
although it was fresh with the window
blowing through an open window.
There
has been at least one light shower
this morning, and together with
the dull grey light, it seems like
today may not be actually
horrible, but it will not be a
pleasant day. The afternoon may
reach 24° C for a single hour, but
23° C would be more representative
for the afternoon. The evening
could see some sunny spells, but
otherwise it seems like it will be
a grey day.....actually, the
latest revision shows full
sunshine for 8 and 9pm !
Tomorrow should feature a lot more
sunshine, or sunny spells, and the
afternoon could reach 27° C.
I don't think I can
describe yesterday as a good day,
but then again it was not a bad
day either. it was probably
boringly normal - some good bits,
some bad bits, and one infuriating
bit !
My bath was still blocked
by my two big builders type
buckets with laundry in one of
them, and so I could not use the
bath for a shower or wash my hair
yesterday morning. That crimped my
ideas for going out more than the
dull, but dry, weather yesterday.
I had in mind the idea of taking a
camera out to get some train
pictures in the London and Essex
area. That never happened.
I had a remarkably lazy
morning, but early in the
afternoon I did finish rinsing the
two hand towels I had been
washing. I possibly gave up a
couple of rinses short of ideal,
but the rinse eater seemed clear
enough, and I hung the towels up
to dry in the back bedroom with
the window open. There was a
slight breeze, and it seemed like
it should be good enough to dry
those towels.
I can't seem to remember if
I did that before or after lunch,
but I am fairly sure it would have
been before lunch because that
hard work would be uncomfortable
with a gut full of food. My lunch
would have been fairly filling
because I had two deli style rolls
(soft mini batons) filled with
grilled bacon and tomato sauce.
They should have tasted really
good, but I was quite disappointed
with the taste. I think more bacon
was needed.
I was having a very lazy
afternoon when I thought I would
check to see if the towels were
drying OK. They were drying, but
all was not OK. It was the merest
hint until I checked more closely,
but I found that both towels were
getting really stinky as they
dried. One, as I think I said
yesterday, was from the kitchen,
and there had been grease and
other food juices on it. I
reckoned that was the source of
the stink. There was nothing I
could try except to put them back
into a big bucket filled with
water and Dettol. I hope that will
have been the cure, but I'll be
doing more rinsing and wringing
out today.
There were two things I did
yesterday afternoon, and both were
towards the evening. One was to
prepare my dinner ready to be
eaten at 6pm. It was not a very
healthy option, but seemed to be
fairly low in sugar content. It
was quite a heap of grilled
chicken wings - maybe 50% meat and
50% bones. They seemed tasty
enough, but I don't think I'll be
buying another box of them. I had
some pistachio ice cream as a
dessert, and that definitely had
sugar in it, but maybe not as much
as you might think.
It was still light, but
getting dim when I went to close
the window in the back bedroom. I
had left it open to help dry the
towels (before I realised they
were getting very smelly), but I
had an idea it might rain in the
night, and I thought it prudent to
part close it. As I looked out the
window I saw Cous Cous (the cat
previously known as "fluffy cat"),
and he saw me. I presume he was
hungry because he had not eaten at
least for the last 5 minutes.
He started walking along
the fence while looking up and
meowing at me. When he reached
next doors kitchen extension he
effortlessly leapt up onto the
coping stones along the edge of
the wall, and from there he leapt
across the void to the windowsill
of the window I was looking out,
and all the time he was singing
songs to me. The bottom of the
window was closed, and I had to
open it to let him in. If you can
see and watch the embedded window
it explains his route a bit
better.
I
discourage Cous Cous from
going anywhere except the
dining room, and the kitchen,
but on this occasion I had to
lead him across the spare
bedroom, along the hall, and
down the stairs into the
dining room. Whereas most
times he pretends to be deaf,
or just fails to understand,
on this occasion he just about
obeyed all my instructions to
get him into the dining room.
He immediately jumped up on my
chair and demanded his reward
of a cat treat stick. I then
had to carry him to the back
door. Sometimes he can be
remarkably heavy. Once
deposited by the back door he
knew he had to go out, and
apart from checking the coast
was clear, he went out with no
bother.
I can't say I would
have watched it with any great
enthusiasm (although some
episodes are almost compulsive
watching) but I was livid that
once again Sky Mix had
repalced Star Trek: The New
Generation with women's
cricket. I found other stuff
to watch, and as usual I
finished my TV watching with
episodes of Have I Got News
For You, and QI on the U+Dave
(a stupid name) channel. After
that I read for a bit and fell
asleep with no difficulty
maybe 20 minutes later.
There is just about
nothing I can say about my
sleep. I don't specifically
remember getting up to pee in
the night, but I would be
surprised if I didn't do it at
least once, and possibly 3 or
more times. I have a vague
idea that I had one or more
dreams, but any memories of
them have evaporated now.
This morning I am
saddened, but not surprised
that I have gained 400gm since
yesterday morning. Maybe
losing 800gm the previous day
was pushing things too fast or
something. Some late evening
eating made it no surprise
that my blood glucose was not
as low as yesterday morning,
but it was not too bad. I got
readings of 8.4, 8.1, and 8.1
mmol/l. That averages to
8.2mmol/l - only a fraction
higher than yesterday's
8.17mmol/l, and a tiny
fraction below the cumulative
average for the month so far
(which currently stands at
8.24mmol/l).
My other health
measurement is my blood
pressure. It is a very fragile
reading, and just needing to
fart can send it skywards.
Just now it was a rather good
123/72 with a pulse rate of 75
bpm. I think that my pulse
rate is a tiny bit fast, but
it is very consistent most
days.
Today I was going to go
out, but I must admit I did
not expect to because of one
thing beyond my control. At a
minimum I might have gone for
a quick Guinness at The Jolly
Farmers, but my interest in
the place has waned a lot
since Ayse has been off long
term sick (although it is
actually her husband/partner
who is sick. He has had
cancer, and his last therapy
weakened his immune system and
both he and Ayse have been
under strict quarantine until
his immune system recovers -
which maybe is has by now.
As an alternative I was
also considering the rail ride
to Rainham in Essex (the
furthest station I can travel
to for free on my Freedom
pass) for some railway
photography. All these
possible diversions are
trumped by the notification
that my newst beer order will
be delivered today between
15:31 and 16:31 this
afternoon. That is a most
inconvenient time - slap bang
in the afternoon when I might
be doing something. I predict
another very lazy afternoon
now !