This morning started as low as 5° C, and it may only warm up to 7° C this afternoon. We have already had a weak sunny spell or two, and there should be more until from 1pm there may be full sunshine. It should look nice, byt at just 7° C it is stil going to feel very cold even in full sunshine. From 4pm the temperature will fall until at 6pm it may be down to just 4° C. The rest of the night will see the temperature drop to just 2° C by 2am. 6am tomorrow may see just 1° C, but strong sunshine may warm the afternoon up to a still bloody cold 6° C. During tomorrow night the temperature may hit 0° C, and possibly lower. We should see the first severe frost of this autumn.

  Yesterday was probably the first day that I was not running to the toilet all day (although it was only in the previous 3 or 3 days that I was having to do that). It should have been a good day, but the lousy cold, grey and wet weather meant it was still a bad day.

  I had intended to go shopping yesterday, but I seemed to prefer being very lazy, and trying to catch up on lost sleep. Plus, or course, the lousy weather seemed to kill any idea of going outside. I don't think I really did anything positive yesterday, but I possibly still spent the day wisely doing nothing....or at least very little.

  One of the ideas about going out shopping was to buy some tasty food to celebrate my guts getting back to normal. Maybe it was good that I didn't because it would probably have been very unhealthy, spicy, fatty, and other negative food, but also, because of the negative aspects, extremely tasty. On the other hand eating what I was dreaming of may not have been a good idea when my guts were only just recovered, or seemingly recovered while I didn't tax them too much.

  One almost safe meal was dinner. It was two cans of soup, which is usually pretty safe, but I did use up the last of my chilli and hot pepper sauces in them - so maybe not that safe, but I didn't have any negative reactions to those spiced up soups. As usual, I had dinner in time to watch the 6pm news while eating it. Later on I spent some time reading because of a lack of TV entertainment. I did watch QI until 10pm, and then went to bed. I read for an short while, but then went to sleep a bit earlier than the previous few days (or weeks).

  My sleep was fairly good, although I did wake up, and get up around 5am until I realised that I ought to try and get another hour or two of sleep - which I did. It was during that extra sleep that I had a dream that left one particular memory. I have no idea what came before, but what I remember was waiting for a bus. A number 47 bus arrived, and it was a Routemaster bus with conductor.

  The conductor wanted to see my Freedom Pass before he allowed me to pass him. I assumed he would just scan it, but he didn't seem to have a scanner, and demanded to see it. Now the trouble was that I had a wallet and it seemed to have something like a hundred cards of different types in it, and I could not seem to open it at the Freedom Pass. The Conductor said that fact that I was spending a lot of time trying to find the pass suggested I did have one, and because it was wasting time he gave me a "Swan Card".

  A Swan Card does not exist in reality, but in the dream it was a bus pass valid on any London buses for 3 hours from first use. It was designed for those who had lost their pass, or could not afford to get home. The principal idea was that it would enable anyone to get home from anywhere in London to anywhere else in London. It actually sounds like it could be a good thing, but alas, it would bound to be abused.

  This morning my "diet" yesterday did not produce good results. I think it was the extras, the snacks and stuff that messed things up. My weight has increased 100gm since yesterday - which isn't terrible, but not as good as at least a small weight loss. My blood glucose was good, but not as good as yesterday. The average of all three meters was 8.1mmol/l. Yesterday it was 7.47mmol/l, and the day before that it was almost the same at 7.43mmol/l.

  My blood pressure remains good. It was 114/71 on my first try, and that seemed good enough that I didn't bother with a second attempt - I very rarely do these day. My heart/pulse rate was 78bpm, or a fraction under the average of 80bpm that is usual for a 71 year old. The one bothersome thing is that it showed some heart flutter. That could be real, or it could be something like the rubber tube carrying the air was rubbing against something.

  Today I really must have a shower, and probably wash my hair because I do want to go to Tesco, and Jodie and Michael will/should be over later this afternoon for some beer tasting. The only problem is the water temperature. One little thing I did yesterday was to turn up the gas supply to the heater. The water from the hot tap of the washbasin is now slightly above my ideal. I have yet to find out what the temperature is from the bath tap that feeds the shower head. It all depends on the flow rate. If it is too low the water will go cold. I will have to try and get the flow rate about right to make it comfortable for washing my hair and body. It could be tricky !