08:33 BST

  It is between 17 and 18° C as I write this. That and the bright sunshine agree with the forecast. If the forecast continues to match reality it will soon be dull and depressing until 8pm when the could be a sunny spells from the setting sun. By 2pm the temperature may reach 21° C. That seems very poor for a day in August, and doubly so considering it is likely to be very dull outside. Tomorrow may start colder than today, but there could be an assortment of sunshine and sunny spells that should warm tomorrow up to 23° C.

  I know I got a bit drunk on Thursday evening, but it wasn't rolling drunk - just enough to mess with my food choices (and quantities). It seems almost inconceivable that I would suffer the consequences of it almost all day yesterday, but once again it seems it did !

  I actually thought I felt OK, almost pretty good, yesterday morning. I knew my blood glucose and weight had taken a hit, but it was quite a small one....or so it seemed at the time. The reality was that I felt sort of listless, lacking energy, or enthusiasm, almost all day long. By the evening I was feeling much better, but by then I had revised my plans to do nothing for the whole day, and even have an early night.

  After I finished writing the 1,736 words yesterday (less than most days, these days) I felt really relieved. It felt like I would never finish. In terms of what the clock said, I did finish quite early, and I had a long lie down. I lay on my bed reading, and I feel sure I fell asleep and had a long snooze, although it may have been shorter than I imagine (or maybe would have liked). I then had a quick shower, but didn't bother to shave or wash my hair.

  It was gone midday when I forced myself to do what I needed to do - go shopping in Tesco. I think it seemed fairly pleasant when I went out. There may have even been some sunshine, but the walk to Tesco seemed to feel draining, although I didn't actually feel drained by the time I reached the store. It just felt like I should have been on the point of collapse or something.

  I mostly bought stuff I was short of. That included many packets of instant noodles. I also wanted some fresh, ready made salads. They are not really economical, but they do provide variety. The alternative is to buy the ingredients in far bigger sizes that I can get through on my own without having the same thing time after time. Michael told me they did an egg salad, and I did find there were a few salads sold from the sandwich area that were more interesting, but none was an egg salad.

  The rest of my shop, except for the 4 bottles of Diet Coke, were just odds and ends. It was still enough to fill my shopping bag to the brim (and the 2 litre bottles of Diet Coke were in my rucksack). It all weighed enough to make the walk back home feel like more hard work. Maybe it was all just in the mind. I couldn't seem to find the energy to pick up my feet, and walk very fast, and yet I had no other physical effects at the end of the walk - like chest pains or excess breathlessness. Maybe my brain was trying to protect me by making me walk slowly and very boringly.

  I once had a plan to go out last night, and that plan dictated I had dinner when I would usually have only lunch - a much lighter meal (sometimes). My dinner/lunch was not that heavy yesterday. I had two steak slices which I had warmed in the microwave for no more than a minute. It didn't improve them much, but I guess thay were marginally better than cold. I wonder why I bought them ?

  I followed that up with a fairly tasty pot of pasta with cheese, sun dried tomatoes, and basil leaves. Towards the end it was tasting a bit dry like it needed more cheese of something. Maybe that was good because it did make it feel I had eaten a fair amount. After my dinner/lunch I laid on my bed to let the food go down, and to read my current book. It was not long before my eyelids felt heavy, and I ended up having a snooze - quite a long snooze, although I am not sure I was actually asleep for the the whole time.

  It was just gone 4pm before I re-emerged from my rest. I felt a little groggy, and it was probably then that I knew I would not be going out in the evening, although I tried to ignore that idea - tried but failed ! I read a bit of this and a bit of that, and it was soon 5.30pm. I decided that I would watch the last half hour of Star Trek: The Original Series, but when I turned the TV on I saw that the BBC 6 O'clock News had mysteriously turned into the 5.30pm news !

  The early start was so they could finish early in time for the kick off of some sort of Basket Cricket Ball world Cup match...or something. I think it was 6pm when I had my supper (I presume it was supper if I had had a sort of dinner in the middle of the day). It was supposed to be a small and light dinner, and it almost was, but... It was basically rice crackers with a lot of corned beef. The corned beef had been in the fridge for a day or two, and one corner was starting to look a bit dry.

  It still smelled and tasted fine, although I couldn't always taste it that much. The first half of it I added pickled jalapeño slices for some extra kick. When they ran out I used blobs of brown sandwich pickle as extra flavouring. I then had a dessert of ice cream. It was the fourth helping from a small (470ml ?) tub of ice cream, and that fourth helping was about half as much again as the first three helpings. It was probably bigger than ideal, but on the other hand I feel I am doing really well to limit how much I have for one meal.

  If I had gone out last night I would have had to get myself ready to go out soon after finishing that meal, and in an hour I would be puffing and panting, seeming to be carrying a lead weight in my belly as I made my way to the station - and that would have been the start of my journey. I was a bit disappointed not to go, and I yet I was also very happy not to go. I settled down to another three hours of TV before going to bed.

  It is all vague and hazy, but I think that last night was one of those nights where for 5 to 15 minutes I seemed to be suffering from insomnia, and than I fell asleep - only realising it when I woke up for a pee. The most interesting time for a pee was just after 3am. I woke up from a dream that was very close to reality. In the dream I had heard about a new martial art invented by some Japanese chap. It involved sleeping very deeply in a warm room. In the dream I saw myself turn the heater on to get my bedroom warmer.

  It was not exactly cold when I woke up, but it was heading that way, and I did indeed turn the heater on, and try and set the thermostat so I wouldn't waste electricity getting my bedroom too hot. On this occasion it seemed to work about right. I woke up at least once to find the heater thermostat had turned it off. Later on it had turned itself back on. At 5am I woke for a pee, and decided to get my bedroom a degree or so warmer. The room warmed enough to make me oversleep by almost an hour. Maybe I needed that extra sleep, but I though I had had almost enough sleep before I actually went to bed yesterday.

  This morning I got up and went for a pee (but no poo). I think it was half an hour later when I had another small pee (and once again no poo). That second pee may have been small, but it was just enough to take my weight down enough that I could say I lost a whole 100gm since yesterday morning. That was just enough to get my record for the day back into the light blue on my spreadsheet colour code. It is still not that great because I do occasionally manage dark blue (with white writing !). I would need to lose a whole kilogram to get into the dark blue, and another kilogram to reach purple. The former is quite possible. The latter hasn't been seen for 30 or something years, but it still might be possible one day.

  There was better news about my blood glucose. It was a bit lower this morning. It will be nice when next month starts and I can retired the Contour Plus meter. It is making my average for the day a bit higher. This morning the Contour meter read 7.7mmol/l - good but not wonderful. The GlucoRX meter read 7.4mmol/l - better, but still a bit short of wonderful. The Contour Plus meter read 8.3mmol/l, and that is still good, but only good-ish. The new GlucoFix meter read 7.6mmol/l, and that would be about the average if I was not still using the Contour Plus meter.

  If the sunshine had continued I would probably be geeing myself up to go for a semi long walk, or maybe several hours of train spotting today. Sadly we seem to have just lost the sunshine. It is still half bright, but the clouds are getting thicker and err, wait a minute.....The forecast has been updated, and now we should be getting sunny spells until just gone midday. It is a shame that where the sun is seems to be where the thickest clouds are.

  I can think of a few things I probably will do if I don't go out for any exercise today...although I haven't completely ruled that out yet. I have a sink full of washing up to do, and it includes the plate I used for my tasty, but stinky smoked haddock the day before yesterday. I have a few clothes I might wash. It is even possible I might go to Aldi. After going to Tesco I have plenty of food inn the fridge, but there is stuff from Aldi it might be useful to have, and then who knows what might have appeared in the (in)famous central aisle. They might have the wet suits I missed out on last time (mostly because I never did, and never will use one). Everything all depends on how I feel, and at this time I have no idea if I feel good, bad or indifferent !