This morning is a lot like yesterday morning. Plenty of blue sky can be seen among the thin streaky clouds high up in the sky, and at the moment there is full sunshine, albeit maybe very slightly hazy. The latest revision to the forecast says 9am should be dull - the sky now has just 24 seconds to cloud over if it wants to follow the forecast. Fortunately it seems reality is kinder. The latest revision says the sky will eventually cloud over for the rest of the day at midday. Here's hoping it will be like yesterday, and most of the day will actually be bright. The highest temperature today, and apparently it will be for just a single hour at 2pm, will be 22° C. For tomorrow the forecast is a pot pouri of a forecast. Some sunny spells in the morning, and a 30 to 40% chance of a shower late in the afternoon.

  In many ways, perhaps all ways, yesterday could be described as a waste of a day, although that wouldn't apply to the evening. The only thing I had actually planned for the day was to go shopping in Tesco. It got to midday, and I realised there was nothing I needed that day. I then decided I just couldn't be bothered to go out.

  Before going further I had better explain the picture on the left. I bought this lime and mint flavour toilet gel from Poundland a few days ago. I am pretty sure it cost £1, but I feel it was only worth 75p. What catches my eye is that very draconian looking woman on the label. I have been told that she presents a daytime TV programme called "How Clean Is Your House" (or something like that). From her look it is probably the case that she scares away 99% of the germs leaving only 0.99% to be killed by the bleach. Somehow I am reminded of the film "Personal Services" (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Personal_Services). I could be confusing it with the TV series "The Secret Diary Of A Call Girl" (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secret_Diary_of_a_Call_Girl), but in one or the other (and maybe both) there was a scene where a very dominant woman stands over her "slave" (submissive man) while he scrubs her toilet bowl with a toothbrush.

  Back to yesterday, and all I can really say is that apart from one bit of frenzied activity where I shaved, shampooed and showers, I spent a generally very lazy day. It was all part of a plan to save my energy for the evening. At least that is one way to describe it.

  One important part of the plan was to only have breakfast and lunch before going out for the evening. Breakfast was a bowl of instant noodles, and lunch was cheese on Marmite rice cakes. I can't seem to recall anything more, but I doubt it was as little as that.

  I was just biding my time until 7.20pm when I set out to go to Purley. My route was to get a 185 bus to Forest Hill station, and then a train direct to Purley. I say direct only in the sense that I didn't have to change trains, but the train stopped at every station it could find on the way there. I arrived at The Jolly Farmers pub where Chain were doing a gig at about 8.30pm.

  Everyone was surprised to see me because I gave no prior indication that I was going to this gig. That was because I didn't even know myself until I had stepped outside my front door. I explained to several people that the only reason I made it there last night was because the long journey meant leaving home before I would usually be having dinner, and before I got in that settled, happy to be very lazy, mood that usually happens after dinner. In actual fact I would usually be eating my dinner when I left at 7.20pm.

  The band were due on at 9pm, and that was pretty much when they started. I spent an enjoyable hour watching, and photographing them. I haven't had a chance to see how the photos came out yet. It was pretty dark in there, and I had to use my flash gun for every photo, although my mobile phone almost coped with the low light when shooting a video.