This morning has started off with bright sunshine, and the sky looks like it could continue for some time yet, but the forecast says it will cloud over at 10am. By 1pm it could start to rain, and then rain almost non stop until beyond the early hours of tomorrow morning. All the rain is shown as light of just drizzle. This afternoon may see 13° C, but the rain will make it feel cooler, although the wind coming from the west may make it feel less cooler. It seems today's rain will finish at 7am tomorrow. The rest of tomorrow will be dull, and the rain may start again at 6pm. The winds from the west may help tomorrow afternoon rise to 15° C.

  Yesterday was another day where very little happened, except it seems I did make a better job at moderating my choice and quantity of food eaten - at least that is what my morning health measurements tell me. I don't think I really remember it like that !

  I don't think I felt very good when I got up yesterday, but my notes at the end of yesterday's diary don't seem to mention feeling bad, although I did say I felt tired, and went back to bed once or twice before finally getting up. Maybe I didn't feel bad then, but I don't think I felt good for most of yesterday morning, and maybe a bit into the afternoon.

  Maybe I should describe as feeling wary rather than not good. The recent return of heart related aches, or just feeling, made me wonder if I could walk to, and from Aldi, without getting some more serious chest pains. I felt reluctant to try - just in case....

  One interesting test of how my heart would react under stress was when I finished washing the two hand towels I had started washing the day before yesterday. When I say started I actually mean dumping them in bio detergent, and abandoning them. Yesterday I had to give them about 10 rinses before I could hang them up to dry, and free up the bath so I could have a shower and wash my hair.

  This is where things get complicated. I think I had a shower, but I have doubts about it. One reason for not doing so was finding out the last part of my recent order with Amazon was going to be delivered.  After trying to keep on high alert for many hours I was almost dozing off when the doorbell rung. It was my order of a second pair of cargo trousers being delivered.

  Once I got my packet indoors I ripped it open to see what the new trousers looked like. They did look a bit more like what I expected. They were navy blue instead of black (an almost shiny black of the first pair that I got). The navy blue looks more workman like, although that was not the look I was after. I really wanted a more casual, almost, but not quite, sloppy look like my several pairs of cargo shorts.

  At least this second pair from Amazon (or via Amazon) has the correct (in my opinion) amount of pockets. I tried the new trousers on, and like the other, they are slightly tight, but I can do up the top button with no trouble. That is not factually correct, but it would be if the button hole was not so tight, and the front is covered by a sewed on flap. Having got the top button done up while wearing the trousers, I can't seem to undo the button even with the trousers off, and without breaking some nails in the process. I'll probably spend a little time today trying to get the button hole stretched a bit.

  With the trousers delivered and tested, I could, and did go into deep relaxation/lazy mode. The delivery was just after 1.30pm, and I did stop for lunch after testing the trousers. As far as I can recall I had nothing more than a simple cheese and pickle filled Deli roll. I wouldn't call it a rare occasion, but it does not always happen that one roll seems enough for lunch. Maybe it was because my mind was more focussed on laying down, read and then snoozing.

  I am sure I couldn't have read and snoozed for so long, but I can't remember much happening until dinner time approached. Maybe I did spent 4 or so hours laying on my bed either reading or snoozing. I must admit I am becoming something of an expert at afternoon snoozing now - although that only applies when I am on my own and laying on my own bed. It was almost a source of grief that I rarely, if ever, managed an afternoon snooze while I was in hospital.

  I find it hard to believe that my dinner could in any way be healthy enough to give the health readings I got this morning. Dinner started with a pack of pork riblets, and nothing else apart from the pack of syrupy marinade that came with them, and was to be poured over them 5 minutes before cooking in the oven was finished. One thing in my favour was that once the bones were discarded, the amount of meat was quite small, and the idea that it was for two suggest they forgot to add "small children" or "midgets" after where it said "serves two".

  After the riblets I had quite a good dessert. It was nothing more than a whole punnet of ripe strawberries, and several or more heaped spoons of Aldi's "clotted cream ice cream". I knew it would be very nice, but maybe only a 7.5 out of 10 score, and I accepted it would be a disaster for my blood glucose if nothing else.

  The rest of my evening was very typical, except for one thing because it was a Friday evening. I know it is a regular thing, but I can't seem to remember what day it is on - it's being "Gay Harvey's "From The Vaults". Some of it can be great. Guy Harvey has access to ITV archives, and selects video of music programmes for programmes centred on a particular year in the past.

  Last night I can't remember the year beyond it being something in the 1980s, and the particular topic was electronic music from that year - an year when electronic music came to the fore in the charts. Some of it was brilliant, but most of it was terrible. I knew that some of bands featured were legendary among some people, and they had number 1 chart hits, but to my ears they still sounded crap, and particularly Sigue Sigue Sputnik !!

  I stayed up later than some nights so I could watch both QI and Have I Got news For You. I think that meant I got to bed at 11pm. I read for while, but it was not long before my eyelids were drooping, and after turning out the light I fell into what I think was a deep sleep. It was interrupted a few times, maybe three, when I got up to pee. I know I had at least one dream, but I feel sure there was more than that.

  The one dream I remember I must admit I remember more as a concept rather than a sequence of actions. I know it was heavily influenced by some documentary footage I had seen on the internet earlier in the day. The documentary was about extolling the virtues of America being a free and fair place. It was obviously made many years before the current regime. It was about the treatment of prisoners of war, and particularly German women, many of whom had army ranks despite being little more than secretarial staff.

  A memo had arrived at the prisoner of war camp (somewhat more luxurious than modern day American concentration Camps) saying that the woman prisoners were to be treated with no special privileges and were to be considered as common war prisoner to be held in contempt. The General (or whatever rank he was) decided to lock the memo in his drawer, and would order his men to treat them with full respect, and more like refugees from an oppresive regime. They had heard of American attrocities from the German propaganda machine, and expected the worst. What they found were warm clothes, good meals, heated dormitories with fresh linen and thick blankets. You have to remember this was whan America was actually a good place and not one run by lunatics.

  In my dream the guards of the prison camp were issued with torches (of flashlights if you prefer that word) that were about 4ft long and stuffed with nearly 10 "D" cells. They were designed to be very bright, but also as a physical weapon used to subdue prisoners that were out of control by bashing them !  I am happy to say I didn't actually see them being used in my dream, but all the guards had them.

  This morning I got up slightly earlier than some morning, and more significantly I did not go back to bed. As usual I went to to the toilet, did a medium sized pee, but while I though I would poo, I just let out quite a high pressure fart. I would imagine that once the strawberries I ate yesterday start doing what fruit is well known for doing, I will have a satisfactory poo.

  I was also rather happy to see that despite seeming to eat well yesterday, I seem to have lost 700gm since yesterday. Even more amazing is that despite the ice cream and strawberries, my blood glucose is improved this morning. The average of all three meters was just 8.3mmol/l. That is quite an acceptable figure (although lower would be better), and it was lower than all but two days so far this month, and they were 8.2 and 7.83 at the beginning of the month.

  There are a couple of things I hope to do today (plus having what seems to be a delayed poo which I have now had). I would like a shower, and after that I have a few clothes I will put in soak. I hope that I can manage to feel like completing all the rinses and get them hanging up to dry before the day is over. I also would like to go and get some shopping today. I think I feel robust enough to go to Aldi without any problems.