At 6am this morning it was a fresh feeling 17° C. It is currently very sunny, and by 1pm the temperature may rise to 27° C, but from then on we may only sunny spells until full sunshine returns at 6pm until sunset. Tonight looks like it may be fairly fresh like last night. Tomorrow may start cool, but with clear skies. There could be full sunshine until 1pm, and by then the temperature may only reach 25° C. Even with just sunny spells, the temperature may still climb to reach a peak of 27° C by 3pm tomorrow.

  Yesterday was a good and bad day. I guess I was good and bad too, but only with regard to some lifestyle choices. As noted yesterday, I had a phone call from Jodie suggesting we might bring the beer tasting session forward from today to yesterday. That made for a complete change of plans.

  In one respect it was good that my plans, if indeed they were plans and not just vague ideas, got changed. After my stomach upset type thing in the morning, I did not feel like any long walks, or anything else for that matter. I allowed myself to be distracted many times. One distraction was the continuing testing and experimenting with the dodgy (Sony style) Memory Sticks I had bought.

  I did make one interesting observation, and that was that my old Samsung still camera seemed to be able to format the Memory Sticks, and that cleared all the stuff that seemed to be un-erasable by normal means - including trying the Format option in my camcorders. As far as I can tell, it means those memory sticks now work perfectly, and seeming with full capacity, in that Samsung camera, and also a Sony "Cybershot" still camera I have. My Sony Camcorders still put up a warning message that the memory card may not work for recording or playback, but it does seem to for both. It is still annoying that the message comes up full size in the viewfinder, and stays of about 30 seconds while recording is going on behind it.

  One other distraction on the same theme is that just before Jodie arrived I started a spreadsheet to list all my Sony style Memory Sticks, and tabulate all the information I know about them - size, what cameras they will work with, and whether the camcorders complain they may not work, but do.

  I barely had time to have a shower, and didn't have time to wash my hair, before Jodie arrived. I did find a little extra time to wash and polish the beer glasses. I had warned Michael that we had moved the boozing to yesterday instead of today. It took a bit of time before he replied. He said he was sure he couldn't make it. Usually when he says that he finds he can, but we didn't see him yesterday.

  The beer tastings session was like the rest of yesterday - good and bad. Maybe it was mostly bed. We had a few atrocious beers - the nasty fruit and sour beers that Jodie loves and I can barely manage to drink. One of them, a blueberry sour, felt like it was stripping the enamel from my teeth because it was so acidic. I ended up opening a 568ml (approx one pint) can of Italian lager (somehow the name escapes me as I try to write it - the name is on the tip of my tongue). Not being able to name it doesn't matter. The significant thing is that like a lot of lagers, it probably had a fairly high sugar content. That would be significant later.

  Jodie left a bit later than usual because she was getting the train, and then a tram to meet Alan in a pub where he was watching the football match. Jodie wasn't interested in the football, far from it, but she did want to supervise Alan's drinking to stop him getting into trouble - mainly things like missing buses and trains, or falling over - the latter being very tricky for someone with a false leg and an arm that doesn't work !

  I was sort of happy to stop drinking because I knew it was not doing me any good. I was also looking forward to my dinner. It was a rack of "Tennessee style BBQ ribs" with a very sweet and sugary BBQ sauce that I should have thrown away, but didn't. The slightly annoying thing is now that the novelty of these ready to cook (or strictly speaking, finish cooking - they are 75% pre-cooked) ribs are not the delicious thing they once seemed to be. They are nice, but no more are they special.

  I guess that while I thought I had not drunk enough to get very drunk, or even slightly drunk, I was obviously "under the influence" because for a dessert I couldn't be bothered to cut a large bit of Angela cake into two, and just scoffed the whole lot. That was good in one respect - it was just getting a little dry, and needed to be used up, but bad in so much as it contained too much sugar for me.

  I ought to say at this point that yesterday morning I had my second Ozempic injection. I think I thought it would make me semi invulnerable to excess sugar in the same way that Mounjaro injections did. What I can't remember is if the starting does of Mounjaro, which was quite small, did have such Insulin like properties, or if that emerged once the dose was stepped up to the next in the sequence. My current Ozempic injections are only 2.5mg, and like Mounjaro will be increased every 4 weeks. At the moment they seem to be doing nothing at all.

  Like the night before, I watched TV for much of the evening, but didn't bother with the last potential programme. I went to bed at about 10pm (I think) and like the night before I barely read half a page from my current book before putting the book down, and turning out the light. I think I fell asleep very quickly, and I remember nothing more until about 4am (or it might have been 5am). I am sure I must have got up to pee several times before that - after all I had drunk a couple of pints of beer, and I had taken my prescribed diuretic pill, Furosemide - but I have no memory of doing so.

  I didn't, and don't think it likely, but it is almost as if I am suffering from a hangover this morning. I felt very reluctant to get to bed, and went back to sleep a couple of times after waking up this morning. It was during one of those short periods of sleep that I had a dream that I can just about reconstruct from flashes of memory.

  In the dream I seemed to be on an enthusiasts rail tour. It was only a 3 carriage train, and not particularly busy. We arrived at a rail yard, and seemed to come to a complete stop. Many of us decided to get out of the train. The doors were open, and although there was not a platform, it was like getting off a tram - only about an 8 inch drop to the ground.

  We had a good look around, and took picture of a few old historic features. One thing was a sludge filled pit about 10ft by 15ft. We could not guess what it was for, but next to it was a slim brick structure that was like a hearth and a chimney. I found it had a makers plate around the side, and it said The Something (I can't seem to remember the name) Hot Tub Company. Evidently the hearth was to heat water for the pit/tub. Quite what the use of it in a railway yard was a mystery, but I think we thought that maybe it was something left over when the railway took over the land for the rail yard.

  This morning I seem to feel pretty lousy. It does not feel like a hangover, although from time to time I have had short periods of a mild headache. I definitely don't feel very dynamic, and if I could have fallen asleep again I may well have opted to spend the morning in bed, sleeping. While it may not be a hangover in the alcohol sense, I guess it could still be counted as a sort of hangover.

  I definitely should not have eaten and drunk a lot of what I did. This morning I seem to have gained a massive 1.3kg ! Some of that might be explained away by saying that yesterday morning I had the advantage of my stomach upset emptying me out. This morning my bowels feel a lot like yesterday - possibly constipated, but possibly like yesterday, once I do go I will end up not stopping until I have made several visits.....but I feel sure that while I may have eaten, and drunk, the wrong stuff, I did not eat a big enough amount to fill my whole digestive tract up again.

  One thing is certain, and it is that my blood glucose is dangerously high again. The average of the three meters is, or was, 10.8mmol/l. That is over the red line (10mmol/l), and only on 3 days so far this month has it been higher. I think it is the reason I feel so sluggish. Once again I will try and fast until dinner time, and try and make dinner something safe. This rather rules out the one thing I thought I would be doing today - going shopping in Tesco. Having said that, it would be useful to get some known things that are very low in sugar content, and useful for the occasional snack when hunger gets too bothersome.

  One thing I have to do today before I consider anything else, is to finish some laundry I put into soak. Once that it done I can have a shower, and maybe this time I might wash my hair. If my guts start feeling stable I could possibly go for a walk around the park. Ideally I would like to go further than the park. If I was feeling really good it would be nice to get a train down to the coast, and take a walk along the beach - possibly between two fairly close stations. I'd give a walk in the park a "possible" and a trip to the seaside a "highly unlikely". Maybe I'll just spend today snoozing and playing with my Sony (style) Memory Sticks. I have already set myself the task of recording all the information I can about those cards !