The best thing that can be said about today's weather is that it started at about 10° C, and as I write this it is 15° C. There is no sunshine to warm things up further, but it may be that by mid afternoon it could be higher than the 16° C forecast - possibly by a couple of degrees. I have no idea why the BBC includes rays of sunshine around a black cloud with rain leaking from it, but the Met Office forecast cuts straight to the bone and just shows dark grey clouds for the afternoon. They only show light rain, and no thunderstorms are shown. Maybe if the afternoon warms up enough to start feeling muggy there could be a crack of thunder, but probably not. Tomorrow could feature a lot of sunshine or sunny spells, and the temperature could peak at 18° C. That could be the day to do stuff !

   Yesterday was not really a good day, or you could say the consequences of yesterday were not good ! The grey start to the day dampened any enthusiasm to do more than the minimum. It might, but probably wasn't, all to blame for some bad eating choices.

  One of the things about yesterday was that I was expecting the delivery of a new t-shirt from Amazon (half of an order that included a pair of wide fitting trainers I thought I would try - they should arrive before Friday). The t-shirt is of the European flag. I chose it to piss off some rabid Brexiteers. There was a very outside that the t-shirt delivery could have been early, and so I only had a very quick shower.

  Of course, before the shower I had written yesterday's electronic diary entry, and then had my traditional rest afterwards. I am sure I had a possibly brief snooze during that rest. I must admit it was with some reluctance that I went to the rather cold bathroom (where I had closed the part open window only an hour or so earlier). Once I had my quick shower I waited, and waited.....

  During the wait I had some lunch. It was probably not the wisest choice, and it could have been nicer. It was a whole pack of 4 onion bhajis from the Bilash, "A taste of India" range from Aldi. They were nice, but maybe 5 or 10 minutes in the oven to crisp them up may have made them nicer. I did note that their sugar content was not that low, and I was too scared to see how many calories were in them. The good thing, or so I hoped, was that they would line my stomach a bit against an influx of beer.

  At 2pm I thought I had better do a quick tidy up in the kitchen, and the dining room table. That included giving the beer glasses a rinse and polish. With that done it was back to waiting. That wait was extended when I got a message from Jodie to say she was going to be either later, or very late. She was travelling from Alan's house, and had to go via London Bridge. She had just 5 or 7 minutes to change trains there, or face a half hour wait for the next train.

  Fortunately she made her connection (I have found that 3 minutes is usually enough time to change trains at London Bridge, unless it is from platform 14 to platform 1 !). She arrived at about 3:50pm, or almost an hour later than her last two, earlier than usual, visits. By about 3:35pm I opened my first beer, and so started quite a bit of boozing ! When Jodie arrived she had brought 2 bottles of Polish beer with her that she had bough somewhere on her travels.

  Jodie started out with a few tales to tell, but later almost ignored me in favour of scrolling through stuff on her phone - as usual. We did have a few good beers, and few that were not so good, and also a few that were "OK". I already knew I was going to get drunk, and didn't really care, although oddly enough, I didn't seem to feel all that drunk. Maybe it was just a different sort of drunkenness. One obvious difference was getting a typical hangover headache at around midnight.

  Jodie left at about 6:30pm, and I quickly made up my dinner. It was another bad choice that was almost forced on me to avoid wasting food. It was two hamburgers with a slight difference. The buns were the last two of the pack of 4 white rolls with melted cheese on top that I bought from Aldi on Saturday. The burgers were the last two Aberdeen Angus beef burgers, also from Aldi. I added a bit of sliced cheddar cheese, and some horseradish sauce.

   They were pretty good, and I would say rather better than any fare from the likes of McDonald's. The bad thing was the buns/rolls. Apart from the melted cheese topping, there were typical soft white rolls, and although I didn't actually check, such bread is usually full of sugar - and I don't think anyone knows why. It could be an American influence. Those yanks like sugar, or even worse, high fructose corn syrup, in or on anything.

  I would have made things worse by a dessert of a helping of ice cream. It was a plain vanilla ice cream that seems to have a little less sugar than many, and I did try and eat little more than one scoop.

  STOP PRESS !! I have just had a sort of disaster. The top of my 2/3rds drunk bottle of Diet Coke has just slipped from my fingers, and rolled under a small chest of drawers, and I can't even see it now, let alone rescue it without pulling the whole house apart... sort of.

  I didn't think there was a lot, or indeed anything on TV for me to watch last night, but I did watch some repeats of The Simpsons, including one episode I was not really familiar with. Those episodes continued long enough that I could then switch channel to see a compilation of the best bits of Have I Got News For You which I think ran from 9pm to 10pm. I went straight to bed after that, and I think I barely read one paragraph from my book before I turned out the light and fell asleep.

  It was a little before midnight when I woke up for a pee, but I could not go straight back to bed. By then I had developed a quite rare for me these days, hangover style headache. I spent the next 30 to 40 minutes at my PC while I let a couple of Paracetamol tablets do their stuff. They worked well enough to get a lot more quality sleep - at least I think it was quality. I wasn't actually timing it, or measuring it, but I came away with the impression that I woke less frequently for a pee than usual, and I think I peed less than usual.

  There was one dream I part remember, and it was another unusual one. It was set in my days of working for Post Office Telecomunication (or maybe British Telecom in the days before it was just shortened to BT). It was obviously set in a telephone exchange building, but not actually near the exchange equipment. It was a dream about the Clerical Assistant (although only as a sort of composite of quite a few whose paths I crossed during my career).

  The dream seemed to be set in a time not that long after I finished my apprenticeship. I was a young man, probably barely 20 years old. The Clerical Assistant would have been in her late thirties, and to a 20 year old seeming like an old woman. (The days I would consider more like a young girl !). She was friendly and chatty, but quite fiercely defended her little empire. You had to have a fairly sound reason to ask for clerical supplies from her.

  In the dream I kept wanting to go down to her lair, and my excuse was to ask for a pocket address book. Such things may not have existed in reality, but they did in the dream, and they were stored in cabinets outside her office. Usually I went there with some reluctance, but in the dream I kept wanting to go there, and I didn't understand why. I am not sure if the reason came up in the dream, or maybe after waking up to go for a pee. I might have even realised it while having my pee.

  Like cats and dogs, and probably most mammals, she must have come on heat, and was releasing pheromones - scents we, as humans can't actually detect...or so many scientists say. I am not so sure. I am sure I have reacted to "something in the air" once or twice in the past, and in the dream it was a strong reaction. I felt quite horny, but didn't realise it was for a woman almost twice my age. Oh dear, opportunities missed.....

  When I got up, around 6:30am, I went for a pee, and had no trouble having a poo as well. In fact I went twice for luck (or something)(and again not that long ago). For all that I still seemed to have put on a whole 1.1kg - which should be impossible. On the other hand it could be part explained by not peeing much in the night. That might suggest I didn't need to pee much because somehow my blood glucose was nice and low.

  Sadly, my blood glucose was rather high this morning. The Contour meter read 8.9mmol/l, and that is about as high as I am just OK with. The GlucoRX meter read 9.8mmol/l, and that is close to the red line, and starting to get dangerous. The Sinocare meter read 9.2mmol/l. For once it was not an insanely higher reading from that meter, but that is still a lot higher than is good for me.

  This morning I considered doing a fast until dinner time, but if the day is as bad as forecast it would be too miserable to stick with that. (Actually, it is quite bright as I write this, although there is no actual sunshine). I decided that I would have my normal breakfast of instant noodles, but chose the Korean Kimchi noodles that claim to have zero sugar content, and only 59 calories per pack (so I have had 118 calories - which I think is quite small for breakfast).

  In an ideal world I would go out for a couple of hours of (very slow these days) walking, but it is not ideal weather. Also in an ideal world, that is not a good thing. I can find plenty of my own examples of going out walking on some filthy days, but in the days when walking was a pleasure, and not a task. Aside from the weather, I can't say I feel like walking today.  Tomorrow, with potentially some nice weather, I will have no good excuses and I probably will go out.

   Another reason for not going out today, although maybe only valid for a short while now, is that I am still making occasional visits for a poo. I think I know the reason for some of my weight gain, and it's now subsequent loss. I don't actually have anything as drastic as the runs. Each visit to the toilet has no immediate urgency to it, although I would not like to wait too long before going.

  I think I now know some of my plans for today. I have two small white towels I want to wash today. One of them is the slightly larger than a hand towel, but slightly smaller than a bath towel, that is my favourite bath towel. I will start that wash once I had had a quick shower, and got one more use out of the towel before it goes in the wash. I also want to wash my brand new t-shirt. It is blue, and will be probably OK to wash with whites after a few washes, but today it will be washed on it's own.

  Another part of my plan for today is to check my blood glucose at around midday. If it has gone down enough, as it should if those Kimchi noodles really do have zero sugar content, I will probably allow myself a light lunch of probably rice crackers and maybe cheese. I know my weight has already returned back to the weight I recorded first thing this morning after pooing out an equivalent weight to my breakfast and all I have drunk since then.  It is still pretty awful compared to the best days this month.