This morning I am showing a screen shot of the Met Office forecast. It seems I did not save a screenshot of the BBC forecast this morning. It is currently bright and sunny as I write this, and a lot of the sky is blue, but it does seem to be changing fast. The forecast says sunny spells for all daylight hours, and the afternoon should reach 21° C. Tomorrow may start with full sunshine, but that will give way to sunny spells before midday. Tomorrow afternoon may reach 22° C.

  Yesterday was another day when very little happened, and that was despite preparing in case something happened, although I am not sure what.

  One thing I did do yesterday was to wash my hair, and have a shower. That felt nice, but ultimately it was a waste of time. I had been thinking along the lines of a shopping trip, or a walk in the park. A walk in the park to test my new Chinese trainers would have been the obvious thing, but in the end I did not go out at all.

  One thing I wanted to do was to try and eat sensibly because my weight seemed to be increasing recently. In the end it didn't seem I had done that, but maybe the idea planted a subconscious idea in my brain, and I did somehow slightly moderate my eating without realising - a very good method if it could be made to ever work again. More about it further down the page.

  There was maybe just one other thing I did beyond washing my hair and body, and it was to wash two items of clothing by hand. They were a pair of underpants and my favourite pair of indoor only, and generally in private, shorts. A few days ago I discovered an almost painless boil on my inner thigh had burst. Such boils can be a bit messy, and much more so when on anti-coagulants (blood thinners) like I am currently taking. Fortunately with my blood glucose generally well controlled, such boils are very rare these days.

  My shorts, that I describe as indoor only because they have no belt loops, and can slip down, were heavily stained with blood around the crutch. I needed to use a lot of "Vanish stain remover to get the blood stain out, but it looks like they may need another treatment. Wringing out those shorts is not easy, but with only two items in the wash than I should have easily finished the job yesterday, but I didn't - another job I have to do this morning before I can have a shower.

  There is not a lot more to say about yesterday. I had a lazy time - if reading can be called lazy - and I think I may have had a snooze or two. It was another one of those days where there was so little to hang a memory on to. I think I'll skip forward to dinner time. Once again it should have been a nice healthy, ideally low calorie and low sugar meal. The odd thing is that it seems it actually was without me realising, or planning for it.

  The main course of my dinner was an alleged Jamaican style ready meal of BBQ beef in gravy, and with sweet potato mash. It was not as nice as hoped. It seemed a bit too peppery, and too sharp (like it may have had lime juice in it) for my taste buds. Note I said peppery, and not hot as in chillies. That in itself was a sort of novelty, actually it was sort of nice in a masochistic way. I followed it with some fruit.

  Last night was the usual TV, but I did interrupt it a bit as I did more research about travelling to and from The Change Of Horses pub in Farnborough. It is a bugger to get to from here on public transport. The most promising route would seem to be to take a train to Lewisham, and then change to a train going in the opposite direction, and which is heading to Sevenoaks (or maybe further) via Chelsfield station. From Chelsfield there is a bus that may be very infrequent, but which stops outside the pub.

  I was in bed at either 10pm or 11pm last night. I think it was around midnight when I fell asleep, but it was another of those times when I only knew I had fallen asleep when I woke up. My last memory before waking up is of not being able to get comfortable, and fall asleep. I think I fell asleep far faster than I thought I was. The next thing I knew was that it was around 4.30am. After a pee I got back to sleep again, and finally got up around 8am, but maybe it was a bit later than that.

  This morning I can't remember having a poo despite feeling like I probably should do so. I did have another pee, and after that I weighed myself. I was surprised and happy to see that somehow I had shed 900gm. My blood glucose was a fraction lower than yesterday (8.03 instead of 8.07mmol/l), and that was both rather good, and unexpected. It is almost as if I am healthy or something. Even my blood pressure is fairly good at 106/67, although a heart rate of 83bpm seems high to me, but the doctors never seem to comment on it.

  It seems today I will finally do a test walk in my new Chinese trainers. It will be a shopping trip to Tesco (about 6 minutes each way). I seem to be running out of Diet Coke, plus there are a few other things I would like to get for the fridge and freezer.

  This morning I saw some both good, and bad news. The gig I was hoping I might dare to try and get to tonight has been cancelled for unknown reasons (but it could be that Jo's throat has still not recovered from the cold she has had). As much as it is a shame that it is cancelled, it is also a relief to me because I was not looking forward to the journey. If I really wanted to go out, which I don't really *, I could go and see Simply Retro in The Swan in West Wickham.

 * I mainly wanted to see Jo (lead singer) at the Chain gig that should have been tonight, so I could return a phone charging lead to her, and give her a thank you present for volunteering to rescue me from the hospital if I had had my colonoscopy. There are other gigs coming up that will be easer to get to.