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Friday 17th April 2026
10:13 BST

 
Yesterday was forecast to feature some light rain for the middle of the day day, and indeed there was some rain, but it was barely noticeable. There was no significant sunshine, but the afternoon still reached 16° C, By midnight it had only fallen to 11° C. 
 BBC_weather forecast
   The BBC weather forecast (above) seems like it might be right. The sky is a milky white, and so no sunshine. I'm not even sure the couple of hours at the start of the day, that were forecast to have sunny spells, actually happened. This afternoon may see a pleasant 17° C, and from 5pm there may be sunny spells until sunset. By 11pm the temperature may have dropped to a still reasonable 12° C, but there could be some rain. It is worth mentioning that the Met Office forecast for today shows sunny spells for most of the day, and an afternoon temperature of 18° C. Maybe that will happen somewhere, but it doesn't seem likely for here. Tomorrow, according to the BBC, may feature sunny spells, and even some full sunshine for much of the day, but the afternoon temperature may only be 17° C again.

  Yesterday was another fairly good day. I can't recall much going on during the morning, or the start of the afternoon, but from late afternoon we had a fairly good beer tasting session. We started on the latest beers to be delivered, but I think we may have only opened 5 or maybe 6 cans. Michael, who had paid 50/92nds of the order didn't drink much of the beer. He had brought along two cans and bottle, and I think it was only the bottle of beer that he opened. He spent more time drinking a big bottle of (well chilled !) mulled cider. He had bough the bottle a few years ago, but was too scared to drink it. Once he had had a single sip he was hooked on it, and apart from a small taster for Jodie, he finished the bottle off.

  Jodie and Michael let just before 7pm, and I had my dinner. It was the second southern fried chicken breast from the pack of two I had opened the day before. It was already cooked, and just needed heating up again. I heated it under a huge pile of "Mediterranean style roasting vegetables". It was not intended to be a huge pile but the vegetables seemed to tumble out of the bag faster than I could control them. It would be a bit too messy to put them back. Oh well, all that fibre was probably good for my bowels (and maybe it was).

  I seem to keep repeating this, but I spent a few hours, maybe 3 last night, watching some of the better stuff on TV, before reading a few pages from my current book while laying in my bed. I think I turned the light out at around 11pm, and I was soon fast asleep. I didn't stay asleep because of dreams and the need to get up and pee several times in the night. I am not sure if the first dream was a real dream. It seemed like it had a touch of reality in it, and yet it can't have had. The dream was very simple. I was blowing my nose, and it was full of mucus, and the more I blew the more mucus came out, and it seemed to be coming out from as deep as behind my ears. In a peculiar way it was satisfying - more so because even if it didn't start that way, the end was obviously a dream, and so there was no feeling that I had a cold or something.

  My second dream had a very vague build up. I didn't know how I ended up in the back of a long estate car, next to a pleasant woman. We were parked up facing a river that I "knew" was the River Thames somewhere to the west of London. The woman and I were not exactly cuddling, but we were laying together in close contact with each other. She said something about taking our trousers off. That would have been easier for her because she was wearing something like yoga pants with an elasticated waist. I was wearing jeans, and they would have been a struggle to get off in the confined space at the back of the estate car.

  The woman turned on her side and sort of pressed her bottom at me. I took that as a sort of invitation to slide my hand under the elasticated waist band of her yoga pants. She said " you shouldn't be doing that" and I started to pull my hand out, but she quickly added "but I didn't tell you to stop !".  It seemed I had been given the green light for some special intimacy. It must be some sort of punishment for such thoughts that I woke up at that point !

  At that time it was about 5am, and it could have been time to get up, but I laid in bed for at least an hour, desperately trying to fall asleep and continuing the dream. I think once in my life that has happened, but like most of my life, it didn't happen this time. I did manage to fall asleep, and I think I got at least an extra hour of sleep, but it was dreamless sleep.

  When I got up I went for a fair sized pee, and I thought I needed a poo, but apart from a bit of wind, nothing happened. I weighed myself, and washed my hands ready to check my blood glucose. My weight was not good ! Fortunately my blood glucose was fairly OK. The average of all three readings was 7.73mmol/l. That is marginally on the high side, but not the highest this month, and any reading starting with a seven I consider to be quite good enough.

  Before I had breakfast, one bowl of Kimchi flavour instant noodles, I did manage to have two poos, both accompanied by some farts. After getting back on the scales I I was still annoyed that I seemed to have gained 700gm, That is rather a lot, but it is part of a gentle oscillation around a median weight that I am having trouble shifting. I still feel OK, and I can still wear lots of clothing that was too small for me, but the size of my body seems to be following a different curve to my weight. Judging by how my trousers are fairly loose now, and the trousers and shorts that now fit easily, I would seem to have lost more weight then the scales suggest. It is a bit of a mystery.

  I don't feel like like it at the moment, but I am hoping I might be in the mood for a walk around the park later.  It does seem to be brighter outside now, and that may help to convince me to go for a nice healthy walk - although I doubt it will be anything more than to Ladywell and back. Also, I should try and eat a bit more carefully today, but that is never going to happen because I have two small pies that I can cook in my new mini oven. My main worry is how I am going to explain the lack of weight loss to the nurse when I see her on Monday morning.
 
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