The last of the current spell of rain probably gave it's last gasp sometime in the small hours of this morning. For the last hour it has been sunny, but it may cloud over for a few hours, and only give a few sunny spells. The afternoon should see a return to glorious sunshine again, and while 24° C is not that high it should feel lovely and warm in the afternoon. The BBC's weather forecast again agrees with the Met Office forecast, but they diverge tonight when the latest revision to the Met Office forecast predicts light rain from about 9pm. Tomorrow may be a couple of degrees cooler, and most, but not all, the sunshine will come as sunny spells. It should be dry.

  The dark grey sky, drizzle, and a hangover combined to make for a day with no ambitions yesterday. I don't think I did any more than just laying on my bed reading (and drinking water to cure my hangover) all morning. During the afternoon, the drizzle sometimes became heavier rain, and I became very certain I wouldn't have to water the garden. Despite it looking awful outdoors, I began to feel a bit bored, and I ended up doing some useful little jobs.

  Probably the most important job I did was to wash, and in some cases, remove some limescale stains from quite a few glasses. All the glasses were basically clean, but quite a few had only been given a brief rinse since last use, and some had been sitting on the draining board for a week or so. The latter had been splashed with water, and they needed some vinegar to clean off the limescale where the water splashes had dried off.

  To make drying those glasses easier I spread a tea towel on the work surface away from the sink. Before doing that I decided to clean that work surface because it was looking a bit grubby. In doing so I set myself up for a future job. The rear of that work surface is covered in bottles and jars of sauces and spices etc.  Since not doing any shopping (for 4 weeks now) they are beginning to thin out a bit. They are 3 or 4 deep, and there is all sorts of detritus between those at the very back - some of those bottles have not been moved in years. Sometime soon, possibly even this afternoon, I shall have a grand clean up there, and see what can be thrown out.

  I spent some time in the afternoon looking for a video that I was sure I had shot, but if I did it seems to be shot. It should have featured Terri Masters, girlfriend of Dylan Tidman - drummer who has drummed for many bands. Terri is also a drummer, although I think it is, or was, just a hobby. I was contacted by her to see if I had any video of the few times I have seen her drumming. I did have one where she was guest drummer, possibly just for one song, for The Dirty Perks.

  What I was really looking for was some video of one of the really fun gigs that used to happen in a half (or more) empty Black Cat back in 2016 to 2018. I think it was a Stone Blind gig, and Dylan was the drummer. During one song he beckoned Terri over, and she took over without missing a beat. It probably couldn't happen elsewhere, but with a small and intimate audience, all sorts of fun was had.

  I never did find any video of that, but I did find something else. It was a previously unedited, and hence unused, video of The Life Of Brian performing Ballroom Blitz as their last song of the evening. It also featured Angela dancing by herself, and with Dan (from MT Pockets), and someone else - something she is now forbidden to do by that well known puritan Lover Boy. It didn't worry me because I knew who she was going home with - me ! I think it is possible it was the first time I had stayed at her place.

  I spent a bit of time trying to improve both the picture and sound as I edited it to upload to a social media site. I tagged it with all the names of people I could identify, and uploaded it. One name was a man in the audience, well known to all except Lover Boy. It could be interpreted to read as if I was saying this other man was in the band, but the same could be said others I named. Lover Boy posted a sarcastic remark listing the members of the band, and saying this other man was nothing to do with it. I think he made himself look a prat. Angela did make one comment to the effect of "did this really happen ?". She was so happy in those days, and I can imagine she may have even privately shed a little tear when she was reminded of how she used to be a free woman, and not held on a leash like she is these days.

  At lunchtime I thought it was time to try a jar of big beans and sliced Polish Sausage I had bought from Aldi sometime late last year. I think I was saving it for a special occasion because I expected it to be really good. Sadly it wasn't. It was actually a little bland, and there was considerably less sausage in it than it looked when the jar was unopened. I think that while in the jar the sausage didn't look to be sliced wafer thin. I can imagine one single British banger being sliced into 200 thin slices, and and about 15 placed in each jar.

  After that disappointing lunch I was really looking forward to dinner. It was to be double kebab less the pitta bread that I didn't eat. It was better and worse than I thought. One was a chicken kebab, and was nothing special. I ought to add at this point that for both kebabs I scraped off the salad before microwaving the meat for a few minutes. I then scraped the sald back onto the meat. I am unsure who made the mistake, but the second kebab was not lamb shish kebab, but lamb doner kebab (otherwise known as mystery meat kebab). It was actually very nice, but it was also quite greasy, and so bad for me.

  I did consider a couple of cans of Guinness last night, but in the end I opted to use up the last 2 inches of vodka left in the bottle as a night cap. It must have worked because I think I slept mostly OK last night. I even managed to stay awake until 6.35am this morning.  It is a peculiar thought that out of all the times you may wake up through the night, there is only one time when you know it is time to get up - no matter how much you would really like to sleep more.

  This morning, after a day of rest (mostly) I feel possibly better than is usual these days - nothing that creaky, or nothing in particular that hurts. Even my blood glucose was very satisfactory, but I don't think we will discuss my weight this morning. It is evident that I have been living the high life recently, and it is time to cut back again, and to get some exercise. I was almost thinking of trying to meet up with, or "accidently" bump into Angela at lunchtime. I may still contrive to be in the park during her lunch break, but I don't think I will try and see her in the pub. It should be bright and sunny during her lunchbreak, and so she may elect to sit in the park today. I'm not sure where I might walk that will take me through the park at the right time, and I'll just make up something along the way.