The forecast does not show any sunshine this morning, and yet it is bright and sunny as I write this, and I think it has been for the last hour. I can see lots of blue sky with some patches of white cloud, and it looks like there is a fair chance of the sunshine, or at least sunny spells, continuing for some time yet. The forecast says rain will resume at 2pm, but it may finish at 7pm. The afternoon may still reach a pleasant 19° C for a short time. Tomorrow is forecast to be generally dull, and there could be light rain from mid afternoon onwards. Tomorrow will also be cooler with just 17° C predicted for the afternoon.

  Yesterday had it's good bits, and bad bits, although the bad bits were really neutral rather than actually bad. There was one bad thing that I'll come to later - it was my own fault, even if I did not realise it at the time....although I should have.

  I seemed to take a long time to finish writing yesterday's diary, and I am not sure why, and just how late it was. The significance of that is that I potentially had only a time window of a couple of hours to do stuff before I went into high alert mode, waiting for the doorbell to ring, and the arrival of the parcel with the last of my recent order from Aliexpress. I had time to finish washing the two hand towels I had started washing the previous day. It just took another 6 rinses before I gave up trying to get the rinse water free of soap, and hung them up to dry.

  I could have had time to wash my hair and have a shower after I had finished the laundry, but it didn't feel that important, and the possibility of my parcel turning up while I was covered in soap was not a chance I wanted to take. The previous delivery from Evri arrived at 1pm, and that seemed fairly early, and I may not have finished washing by then (although I probably would have). This time my parcel was delivered at 2pm, and so I would have had plenty of time - if only I had known that in advance.

  One thing I did fit in while waiting was some lunch. It was a single deli-style roll (a petit pain as some call them) cut into two (lengthwise), and toasted because the rolls were getting a bit stale and rather dry and chewy. I then put some ham and grated cheese on each half, and continued toasting until the cheese was melting. I ate both halves like open sandwiches, and I have to say they were rather delicious.

  At 2:14pm my parcel arrived. It was a 10 inch portable TV bought rather cheaper from Aliexpress than my original one bought from Amazon. It was to replace the 10 inch TV I lent to Michael to see if he like it. One thing that TV, and the new one had was the facility to record TV programmes onto a memory card (or USB thumb drive). I don't think Michael has even turned that TV on, although he may have showed it to his wife in the care home. She did not like it at all. Michael has made no attempt to return the TV, and so I have bought this replacement.

  It has some useful differences to the previous one. It has a high definition, wide screen display, and can receive the HD transmissions. In that mode the pictures do look nice and sharp, although there is almost nothing broadcast that I would want to watch in high definition. One possible use would be to record some stuff in high definition to show on my high definition PC display.

  Once I had set up the TV, and played with it a bit, I came to realise that, like the previous one, it was probably using pirated software, and one feature did not work correctly. It should have the facility to look ahead in the electronic programme guide to select a programme to record using the inbuilt timer - like you could do on a VHS recorder. It is possible to make some use of that by indirect means - like looking up the times on another TV, which is a bit silly, but it does work. I did record one thing last night, but it started early, and I missed the first 30 seconds. There were also a few glitches on the recording. When I have time I'll put it through my video editor to cut all the adverts out, and other stuff. It is possible the editor may correct some of the glitches as well (but there is only a small chance of it).

  I guess I spent a lot of the afternoon just being lazy, and I didn't really get constructive (for very limited uses of the word constructive) until it was time to start cooking my dinner. I had a rack of ready to cook spare ribs, and a small can of "no added sugar" baked beans. When I first tried those spare ribs I thought they were wonderful, but for one reason or another I found last night's were not terribly exciting. Maybe I need to stop buying them for a year so I can reset the novelty factor.

  For a dessert I had some fruit in the form of two juicy oranges, and (separately) some plain vanilla ice cream. With hindsight, it was not a great idea. Those big juicy oranges would have been good for a bit of fibre, but bad because of their sugar content (even natural foods have sugar in them, and it does not matter if it is fructose instead of glucose, the body processes it all as sugar). The ice cream had, and expected, a lot of sugar in it too, and the combined sugar seemed more than my last Mounjaro injection could manage.

  I also think that although it was around 7pm, that was still late enough to keep that excess sugar circulating in the blood all night long - as I discovered this morning - more of which soon.

  The programme I recorded last night, and which I watched as it was recording, was Bill Bailey's "Cosmic Jam" stage performance. I had to admit I found it a bit disappointing, but overall still worth a look. It finished at 11pm, and I didn't really have time to read in bed last night. I think I turned the light out straight after getting into bed. It is a very foggy memory, but I seem to think I fell asleep very quickly, but woke up 10 or 20 minutes later from a dream. I have no idea what the dream was about now.

  One oddity about my sleep was that I didn't seem to wake up much to go for a pee - something that should happen with high blood glucose, and as I would find when I got up, it was very high ! As far as I can remember, I slept well last night, and maybe, but only maybe, I felt quite refreshed when I got up this morning. One of those odd things is that I was really looking forward to breakfast, and that was despite the fact I didn't seem to feel hungry.

  It was not that late when I got up - maybe around 7am. As usual, my first port of call was the toilet. I had a medium size pee, and just passed some wind. I did have quite a few poos yesterday, and the last was in the early evening. I guess I had emptied most of me before I went to bed, and there was nothing ready to poo this morning (but maybe later). When I got on the scales I found I had lost 600gm - which was very satisfying even if it was a bit of mystery how I had achieved it.

  Part of the mystery was how I lost such a useful bit of weight when my blood glucose level had gone through the roof. I had readings of 10.0, 9.8, and another 10.0mmol/l. The danger zone starts at 10.0mmol/l, and quite clearly all three meters said I was right on the red line (or in the case of the 9.8 so close as to be as good as...). That was not a good start to the day, and ideally I would fast until maybe dinner time, but there are problems with that.

  The first problem was an insane desire for breakfast even if I did not feel physically hungry. The next problem is that I am expecting an Amazon delivery today, and it consists of nothing but Liquorice Allsorts and a liquorice gift pack with other forms of liquorice in it. I can probably resist the Liquorice Allsorts, but there are a few things in the gift pack that I really want to test.

  The other problem is that today is another Sunday beer tasting session with Jodie. That demands a fairly solid lunch, or other means of lining the stomach. I could cancel it, but that would upset Jodie, but I may try and cancel my own boozing, and substitute chilled water for much of the beer.

  There is another problem, or maybe it is just a complication. My original plan was to go shopping in Aldi, but that would bring too much temptation. It all gets more complicated when I consider that tomorrow morning I intend to go to the Petts Wood May Fayre in the hope of getting some pictures of the bands on the live stage. Well, actually, the hope is that there will be some band worth taking pictures off. The only band I know will be playing a slot there is one that I would not go out of my way to photograph. The significant thing is that if I don't get some shopping today, I won't have time to get any tomorrow either, but I guess I have enough stuff in the freezer to keep me from starving - even if I might prefer different stuff,