This morning it seemed fairly bright, but it was a couple of hour later before I saw sunshine strong enough to cast a shadow. It is still quite cloudy, and just as I wrote the last sentence the sun went in. To my mind it looks like it could rain, although no rain is shown on the forecast. From 3pm to 9pm we could have full sunshine, and that may raise the temperature to a very sweaty 28° C if the humidity is high as well. Before 3pm we may just have sunny spells, or sunny intervals (and I am unsure what the difference is between the two).  Once again it should be another very dry day. Tomorrow may see more sunny intervals than full sunshine, but the temperature should reach 28° C again, but maybe just for a single hour. Tomorrow should also be a dry day.

  Yesterday was another day when I thought I might do stuff, but somehow I either could not be bothered, or distracted myself by reading (both book and the internet) enough that I ended up doing nothing else. That is not 100% true. I have got some video to edit to show I did one little thing, and I have a picture which is ready to show that I did something else.
  I definitely have a new fox, or probably a vixen, living in my garden. In this picture, the fox is laying on what looks like freshly dug, but dry, earth. My guess is that it has been dug out of a new Earth. I have still not been out with a strimmer, or machete, to cut through the weeds (mostly stinging nettles) and see if there is indeed an entrance to a new Earth (and Earth being the correct name for a fox's underground den). My other guess is that it tunnels under next doors big shed that has a solid concrete floor to support the roof of the Earth.

  I left my high definition camcorder running, and pointing at this place. I did capture a minute or two of the fox with a scotch egg in it's mouth. The scotch egg was one of a pair I put out for the fox because it was almost a week after it's use by date. The egg in the middle of these Tesco "Finest" Scotch eggs has a runny centre, and I am sure that runny yolk is an ideal breeding ground for bacteria. The last time I ate one of these Scotch eggs that was no more than a day past it's best-before-date I got quite a stomach upset. I believe Foxes are a bit more resilient to such things.

  Maybe if I have the time, and more importantly the enthusiasm for what may be a fairly long job, I'll edit the camcorder footage, and maybe show it tomorrow.

  It would be true to say that I was very mindful of what I ate yesterday, but I did ignore many of the warning signs my brain flagged up. I think I ate too much, but in small but probably too frequent amounts. One good thing may have been deliberately eating two lots of ready prepared fruit, plus one small punnet of strawberries. One ready prepared lot was apple, grapes and pineapple. The other was sliced pineapple, mango, and melon. I think all that fibre was probably good for my bowel, but very bad for my blood glucose - particularly at a time when it is running dangerously high.

  Reading, snoozing, eating, a bit of photography, and not a lot else sums up most my day. My evening was the usual TV fare, and then I went to bed. I think I headed to bed at 10pm, but it might have been 11pm. Despite doing so little during the day, I felt very tired. I think I managed half a page of the book I am reading before I realised I was very sleepy. Maybe 10 minutes later I was fast asleep.

  I remember waking up to go for a pee a couple of times, but other than that, my sleep is a complete blank up until the first time I woke as if to get up. After a visit to the toilet, and taking screen shots of the weather forecasts, I decided to go back to bed. I didn't really expect to go back to sleep, but almost an hour later it was obvious that is what I had done !

  That first time I got up I went for a pee, and I thought I needed a poo, but nothing happened. The second time I got up I also went straight to the toilet for another pee, and this time I did have a poo. The fruit seemed to have worked - almost. Initially it seemed nothing would happen, and then, all of a sudden, it one light squeeze and whoosh splash. To my annoyance, it came out so fast that it seemed to have dived under the water and came up in the other end of the U bend that can't be seen. It was as if nothing happened, but I felt it happening, and I heard the splash as it hit the water.

  When I weighed myself I found I had put on another 100gm. By itself that is nothing, but cumulatively, day after day, that can soon add up. I need to convince myself not to eat so much, or when possible, nothing. That would be good for my blood glucose too. This morning it is up in the danger zone again. I think I need to get back on Mounjaro soon. It controls my blood glucose really well, and maybe it did help with a bit of weight loss - even if it seems I have almost lost more since I stopped taking it.

  There is bad news about Amlodipine. I had hoped the drug would reduce my resting pulse rate, but it seems not, or at least not as low as I hoped (between 50 and 60bpm). Yesterday morning, after the first does the night before, my pulse rate was 75bpm. This morning it was very, very slightly down to 74bpm. My blood pressure is actually a bit low this morning. My blood pressure meter describes 96/60 as "Ideal" but I think it is too low.

 I was almost going to say that despite everything, I don't feel that bad this morning, but on reflection, maybe I don't feel that good either. I think it is time to use reverse psychology this morning. After I keep saying I might go out for a walk, but never seem to do so, this morning I will say I am most definitely not going out for a walk and see where that gets me !