Both forecasters predicted this morning would be sunny, or at least feature sunny spells, but as I write this it is rather grey outside. I do note that the latest revision to the Met Office forecast has changed 8am to just sunny spells. Eventually the rising sun should "burn" off the clouds, we will should have glorious sunshine for the rest of the day. The temperature should reach 27° C, or 28° C if you believe the BBC (who still insist, contrary to the evidence of my eyes, that it is pure golden sunshine as I write this). Tomorrow is currently forecast to have solid sunshine from sunrise to sunset. Once again the temperature will rise to 27° C.....or maybe 28° C in BBC land.

   I was beginning to feel like I had a bit more energy yesterday, but I still wasn't looking forward to another day of sitting at my PC selecting and editing photos - so I didn't. However I did do a little bit of manual labour. By hand washing three t-shirts, and, once again, some underwear, I got my laundry basket empty except for one hand towel that deserves a long soak in bio detergent before washing.

  In the end I did do a lot of photo editing in the afternoon, and part into the early evening. I didn't finish the very last band's photos. They were Crosstown Revival, but I did upload them as a sample of unfinished work. Chatt Fest immediately posted them as if it was the finished product. That was mildly annoying, but mostly just stupid because I described them as unfinished, and I had many more to add to the photo album.

  One sort of amusing thing was that Chatt Fest more or less described me as their official photographer. I was the only one taking proper photographs of all but one band over the weekend of Chatt Fest, and while "official" (if indeed they used that word) was sort of wrong, it was nice to hear, and a feather in my cap. It makes Chislehurst Rocks official photographer a waste of time when it came to picture of the main stage. If they had let me have a back stage pass they could have had a record of all the bands on (or at least I would have tried to endure the whole day). Instead they got first class picture of Hell On Tap, plus a selection of snaps of the last 10 minutes of the band on before, and half an hour of the band on after.

  Like the previous few days, I felt stupidly peckish during the day - mainly as a result of something similar, but not boredom. Maybe frustration is a better description. It felt like I had bitten off more than I could chew when I took so many pictures the previous weekend, and I couldn't wait to finish with them. My lunch was a bit insane. It was two Scotch Eggs (both a day past their use by date) followed by two of the little salad pots that aren't quite as healthy for me as they might appear to be. One was lentils with bits of tomato, and the other was couscous.

  Both of those little pots do contain more sugar than you might think, although I couldn't describe it as a high amount of sugar. I also chomped on three "sugar free" cereal bars. Although they do not have any added sugar, they still contain,or the carbohydrate in them can be converted to, sugar. My dinner was the second half of the previous night's dinner. Adding loads of pasta did make that meal go twice as far, and yesterday it did seem that the pasta had negligible effect on my blood glucose readings the next morning.

  I thought last night was going to be bereft of any TV entertainment, but at the last minute I noticed that Dave were showing an episode of QI I had not seen before at 8pm, and it was followed by Have I got News For You. Both seemed to have very long commercial breaks, and I was able to get a fair bit of photo editing done during them. The one thing I didn't do was to produce a few shrunken pictures to show here. I had reasons for wanting to keep today's writing as short as possible.

  I did have one distraction before turning out the light, and failing to go to sleep straight away. It was just before 4,30pm when a book I had ordered from Amazon was delivered. It was "You Know You Love It" by Matt Fielder. Matt is the lead singer from the band ransom who I thought were so good at Pettswood Calling that I also went to see them play in a pub in Purley. It is the story of his life up to and during the first band he formed "Hurricane Jane" (all 5 or so incarnations of it).

  I have only managed to read the first 2 chapters, but I found it a really good read. It is odd that though our circumstances were very different, I find a very good empathy for all he describes. I think he is writing a second book that deals with forming his current band, Ransom, and I hope he uses some of my pictures in it.

  It was around 10.30pm when I turned the light out, and tried to go to sleep. It was a bit warm in my bedroom last night, but it didn't feel too hot and sticky, and I doubt it would have caused too much problem getting to sleep. What did cause me a lot of problem was assorted aches and pains. All the mouse work involved in picture editing has given me a bit of a sore wrist despite using a wrist support bandage thing. I probably should have been wearing an elbow support too because that seemed really sore as I tried to find a comfortable position for my arm. Also in the same arm was an ache in the muscle at the top of the arm. maybe I shall blame that on the amount of hand laundry I have done recently.

  I had other minor or even very minor aches too. Individually they could have been completely ignorable, but together they added up to a big nuisance. I resorted to taking a couple of Paracetamol tablets, and maybe 45 minutes later they were working well enough to get to sleep. I think I mostly sleep quite well after that, although I am aware that I seemed to be dreaming a lot, although I can't remember any of those dreams beyond a few snapshots. Being in a pub was one snapshot of a memory, and walking through a familar and yet somehow unfamiliar town was another.

  I was awake and up a little bit earlier this morning - 6.15am, or maybe only 10 minutes earlier. It wasn't long before I found the truth about my blood glucose reading after my fears about it because of what, and how much I seemed to eat yesterday. On Saturday both my meters gave identical readings. On Sunday both reading were close to each other. this morning they were quite different. The new meter gave a very good reading of 7.8mmol/l, and the old meter a very different 8.6mmol/l. Even the latter is pretty good, and equal to or less than my monthly averages.

  Starting writing this early, and trying to make it shorter than recently, is because I have plans for today. At least I think I have. I want to go out in the warm sunshine today. If I can feel positive about it enough I want to take one of my Canon cameras train spotting. What I have in mind is to go the long way to Southend-On-Sea. I'll need to get the DLR from Lewisham to Stratford. From there I will get the Elizabeth Line to Shenfield. Up to this point my travelling will all be free on my Freedom Pass. For Shenfield I can buy a ticket to Southend Victoria station - a station I have never visited before. The big decision will be to either go home by the same route, or travel from Southend Central. The latter is probably the quickest option. I will need to spend a bit of time looking at train times to make an approximate decision.