The weather forecast for today looks like it was actually for yesterday. It is quite dull now, and the first sunshine should appear at midday. It will be 4pm before we get full sunshine - assuming the forecast is accurate. It possibly is accurate because the BBC forecast (screenshot above) is very similar to the Met Office forecast (which often seems to be for somewhere else than Catford) Today should be dry, and the temperature should reach 19° C. Tomorrow may see things reversed - strong sunshine all morning, and then just sunny spells in the afternoon. The afternoon temperature should reach a pleasant 22° C.

  Yesterday turned out to be completely different to what I had planned. It was a lot to do with the depressing dull grey skies, and also because I was technically constipated, although strangely enough I didn't actually feel that way. More on this unpleasant stuff later.

  As I was writing yesterday morning I had this stupidly optimistic idea that the sunny spells might start at the forecast time of 9am. At 8am the clouds looked too thick to break up soon, and at 9am it was obvious that we would have to be patient to see any sign that the sun was still alive. Not only was it dull, but the dullness made it feel quite chilly. A few months back 15° C would have felt like a heatwave, but on a dull day, and with a bit of light wind, it felt chilly.

  After I had finished writing yesterday's piece I had my usual rest while I contemplated life, the universe and everything. I still had a very simplistic belief that it could turn sunny, and with that in mind I washed my hair and had a shower. I was all ready to go out, but the idea of a long, double bus ride under a grey and sullen sky did not appeal. There was also the problem that I had not done a single poo since sometime the day before. It had to happen at some time, and I hoped I would not be on a slow bus when the feeling started.

  I gave up on the idea that I would go all the way to Ye Olde Whyte Lyon to see The Sisters Of The Moon (Jo and her friend Susan) playing, and decided on a different action plan. First of all I put some laundry in to soak in detergent. The next thing was to put on long trousers because itw as cold outside, and to go to Aldi to get what ended up as quite a lot of shopping.

  I was wearing my new Adidas trainers to walk to and from Aldi. One thing I did before I put them on was to re-lace the laces. They seemed very tight at the toe end, and after loosening them off it gave a bit more room for my toes. It made the walk to and from Aldi far more comfortable because the toes on my right foot were not rubbing. It was not perfect comfort, but it didn't get worse the more I walked.

  My legs felt a bit stiff in the cold air, and so I couldn't walk too fast, but I was definitely not being held back by those new Adidas trainers. I think I was feeling quite good when I got to Aldi. Of course I was soon pissed off when I had to squeeze through the gap left by a very inconsiderate driver parked on the pavement. My actually shopping was only a tiny bit bad in so much as I think I might have got carried away buying a bit more than needed.

  Carrying two 4 packs of beer (one bottles, and the other cans) added to the weight I was carrying. I don't think it slowed me up too much, but I was feeling the effort when I got home. Once I had put away my shopping I had a big selection of stuff I could have for lunch - something I had originally hoped to skip if I had gone to the gig. Ideally I would have had a couple of Ciabatta rolls because I have 6 left to eat before they start to go stale. I actually had a smallish big pork pie with some crisps.

  After lunch I laid down, and I think I had a snooze. I also read for a while. It was several hours into the afternoon, and we were just starting to get the sunny spells we should have had by mid morning. I returned to my laundry, and I kept wanting to stop doing it for a rest, but in the end I finished it all, and hung it on the clothes horse to dry, assisted by a desk fan.

  At 4pm, the time the gig would have been finishing, and I would be getting a bus home, it was actually quite bright, and we were starting to get some long spells of sunshine. It felt like all of sudden we had switched from spring to summer (albeit a slightly poor excuse for a summer day), and it did sort of feel quite cheerful. It also felt like the sort of weather I was hoping for to get the bus to the gig.

  It is lucky I did not go for another reason. All the bending over the bath tub to get the washing out of my big builders buckets, seemed to act something like a pump. I was soon farting, and those farts were disgustingly ripe. I was very happy to be in private when they were unleashed. I assumed, wrongly, that it was now time for the poo I had been expecting all day long. It never happened no matter how much I tried. I had more gaseous emissions now and then until I was asleep in bed.

  I had a wide choice of dinner, but after having the pork pie for lunch I thought I ought to throttle back a bit. I had a small pack of BBQ chicken wings as a starter. They were, as expected, mostly bone, and the meat from the entire pack was barely enough to make a sandwich. The main course was some marmalade flavoured pork pâté with rice crackers. I must admit I bought that pâté to see if it was as horrid as I expected it to be - I really don't like marmalade. It was not awful, but I will never buy any again. My dessert was a couple of small, golf ball sized, oranges, a large Conference pear, and a now nicely ripening nectarine.

  I think it was the big Conference pear, but I was actually feeling nicely full after my dessert. It left me feeling a bit sleepy, but I stayed up to watch a 2023 edition of Have I Got News For You. It was nice to see something a bit more up to date than all the 2017 editions that Dave has been showing. It finished at 10pm and I went straight to bed. I read a couple of pages, but my eyes were drooping. I turned out the light at 10:30pm, and I think I was fast asleep 15 minutes later.

  I had a SciFi dream last night. I can't recall all the details, but it seemed to be about a rocketship that had landed on farmland instead of the nearby rocket landing pads. It was approached my a councillor and the farmer who wanted it to take off after paying towards the damage it had done to the field. No one came out of the rocket, and no words were spoken. The growing theory was that it was not from Earth. Suddenly a long mechanical am came out of a small port on the rocket. It offered a substantial gold ingot to the farmer, who accepted it with some enthusiasm.

  I don't know if any part of the dream revealed who or what was in the spaceship. Maybe I woke up to have a pee. I don't think I woke up as frequently as many night, and I don't think I peed as much either. That was good and bad - if that actually was the case. Less peeing could mean I was heavier in the morning, but it might also mean my blood glucose was lower, although the correlation between the amount of peeing and blood glucose rarely seems to work.

  I woke up at 5am this morning, and itw as like I should have got up. It was light outside, but it still felt too early. It seemed to take ages before I got back to sleep, and even then I only slept to 6am when I did get up. I went for a pee, and this morning I did do a poo at the same time. I did another pee and poo maybe 15 minutes later after counting out my pills. I think if I had waited another hour I could have done more of both, but by then I was eating my breakfast. Prior to breakfast I was 400gm heavier than yesterday - not good, but not bad either.

  This morning my lack of peeing in the night (and first thing in the morning) probably did correspond to a lower blood glucose amount. The Contour meter read a good 7.8mmol/l. The GlucoRX meter read a better 7.4mmol/l. The Sinocare meter read higher as it often does, but even if 8.3mmol/l was actually my real blood glucose level, it would still be slightly good.

  I am still under the illusion that we may start to see nice sunny spells by midday. It is probably a foolish belief after seeing what happened yesterday, but I have a plan if it does look promising. On the other hand, I've just looked at the sky to the north, and to the south, it looks to me like it might rain ! However..... if it does seem brighter as midday approaches I may well go out for some tram spotting. Like I described some day last week (I think) my plan would be to go to Wandle park Tram Stop where there should be trams going to all destinations. There is also a small park with a river and pond in it to explore - Wandle Park that gave it's name to the Tram stop.

  One thing I ought to definitely do today is to phone the group practice and see if I can make an appointment for my annual diabetic check up before the nurse phones me up to shout at me - although that may be an easier way to make an appointment. I think the receptionist will try and insist I use "the app" to make the appointment, but I don't do that sort of thing !