It is bright and sunny as I write this. This morning started off quite fresh, but it is now 16° C, and I have the window open. By the afternoon it should reach 20° C after a mix of sunny spells, and a couple of hours of full sunshine. After 6pm the temperature will start to drop as night starts to fall. By 1am tomorrow it could be down to just 13° C. By 6am tomorrow morning it may be just 12° C. It is now October, and Autumn is on it's way, but the first frost could still be a month or more away.

  Yesterday included one brief bit of excitement, but most of the day was not exciting at all. In fact it seems like it was a wasted opportunity for a walk in the sunshine/sunny spells.

  I have already described the first bit of excitement yesterday. It was the delivery of my new Chinese Adidas-looking trainers. I tried them on for a few minutes to walk around my bedroom. I did that without socks, and I think with socks they could be comfortable, but only a longer walk would reveal the good or bad. I am unsure, beyond the general thing that I didn't feel like it, why I didn't force myself out for at least a walk around the block to get a better feel of how comfortable they might be. I think the morning rain flipped a switch in my brain that said don't go out.

  One brief bit of excitement was lunch. I had a triple sandwich pack I had bought from Aldi in the fridge. I didn't check it's best before date, but it may have been past it. The only deterioration was the lettuce in one or two of the sandwiches. It was looking very limp. They were still tasty.

  Dinner was also sort of exciting, but I knew at the time it was very unhealthy. It was a whole pack (about 6 or 7 strips) of salt and pepper marinated pork belly strips that I gave a good grilling in the oven. With hindsight, more time in the oven may have driven off a bit more fat, but the timing between that and drying out the meat would have been delicate. I accompanied the meat with a steam-in-the-pot assortment of green vegetables - so at least a bit of the meal was healthy. I would usually have followed that by ice cream, but I had a chunk of Angel cake in the cupboard that needed finishing.

  The most exciting thing yesterday only lasted a few minutes, and it was mid evening. It is the time of year when spiders are looking for warm and dry crevices indoors. I was minding my own business while having a pee when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. It was a medium sized black spider that was tucking itself in behind a bit of lifted wallpaper up by the ceiling.

  I first tried to crush it using a deodorant can to keep my finders clear of the action. I thought I hear a crunch, but the spider seemed to be intact as it made a run for it. It dropped down behind the cistern. I sprayed some deodorant down the gap, but nothing happened. I came back later and found the spider on the ceiling, right above the pan, and using a handy plastic jug I caught it as I dislodged it. I tipped it into the toilet and flushed it away. The next time I used the toilet I felt I could relax !

  My evening was the typical watching TV, and then bed, but I did do one other thing - mainly between commercial breaks on the TV. I did some research to see how I might get to The Coach And Horses pub in Farnborough. There are two gigs happening there that i would like to attend. I am thinking I may not bother because the journey is not one that could be enjoyable.

  The simplest route would also be very tedious. The 208 or 320 bus to Bromley is tedious, but that would be how I could start the journey. At some point probably after coming out the far side of Bromley I would have to change buses for another long and tedious bus journey. An alternative route, which would be less tedious, but still tedious, would be to walk to Catford station, and get a train to Shortlands. I would change train  there - same platform, and a wait of just 4 minutes - and travel to Orpington. There is a small bus station outside the station, and a choice of 2 or maybe even 3 (I have to recheck that) mini buses that stop almost outside the pub after about 15 to 20 minutes of being tossed around in the bus.

  It is possible I will not use either route, but I mentioned it because the research and stuff fed into a dream. I think it was just after 11pm when I turned the light out to try for sleep. Sleep did not come easily. It was one of those nights when it was only about a degree short of being comfortable enough to sleep without the duvet. Turning on the heater would make it too warm.

  The exact sequence of events seems to be a blur now, but either before, or after, a long period of insomnia, I must have slept because I had a dream. It was set in a big house out in the country, rather like the pub I wanted to go to, but it was definitely a house and not a pub. I seemed to be visiting there, and there seemed to be other friends there, plus at least one young woman who I don't believe I have ever met.

  Some of the dream involved trying to work out the best way home. That was partly interupted by the sound of two women having a fierce argument in one of the rooms. It sounded like it could get violent, and so I thought that maybe I should look in on them. When I opened the door I found no woman, but two cats who were very noisily play fighting ! Then suddenly there was a woman there. She was about 5ft 2" tall, and maybe early thirties. She instantly seemed to take a shine on me, and suggested we could plan a route home, but have some fun together while planning. It seemed a shame to wake up very soon after that, but at least in waking up I had proof that I had not been awake the whole time, and that maybe there was hope that I could get more real sleep.

  I did get more real sleep, but it still felt like I had missed as much as 3 or 4 hours sleep last night. It also meant that it was one of those very rare mornings when it was past 9am when I actually got up. It feels like I should have not felt good when I got up, but I think I actually did not feel that bad, and even better after I finally had a poo. hen I first got up and weighed myself I had not had a poo, and my weight seemed a lot higher than I was happy with. It was after counting out my tablets for the day, but before I had breakfast, that I went to the toilet, passed a fair bit of pee, and a fair sized poo. After that I had still gained 600gm since yesterday morning, but that was actually a welcome improvement.

  I had intended to skip breakfast, and if I was sufficiently distracted to skip lunch as well, but my blood glucose was reasonably low this morning - which was a surprise. The average of all three readings was 8.07mmol/l, and that was lower than the average for the whole of last month (which had a mix of both higher and lower daily averages). I thought I deserved a 90gm pot noodle for breakfast. My blood pressure is a little high this morning, although 125/68 is still good. My heart rate of 84 continues to be high when I am supposed to be resting.

  Today there is nothing I have to do, but I feel I ought to try and do a bit of exercise - even if it is once around the block to test the new trainers. As I wrote that the sun went in and it seemed terribly gloomy, but it came out a minute later. There are a lot of white fluffy clouds in the sky, and a few seem to be a bit grey in the centre. The forecasts says no rain, and I am sure the weather forecast has never been completely wrong........ Anyway, I hope I will get at least some fresh air today. I intend to wash my hair and have a shower today - just in case.