08:32 BST

  It is certainly sunny as I write this, and with a lot of blue sky visible, sunshine or sunny spells could continue for a long time. The forecast says they will last all day. The temperature may peak at 24° C for maybe a full hour. Tomorrow may see the return of mostly light rain or drizzle in the afternoon, although the morning may start bright. It may be a struggle for the temperature to reach a peak of just 20° C. In the rain, under a dull sky, it could feel rather cool.

  Yesterday was not as tiring as the day before, although it was still a bit tiring, and once again I left a bit early. Once again leaving a bit early was probably the right thing to do. One difference was that Chatt Fest finishes at 8pm on the Sunday, and I was there for long enough to watch some of every band.

  I was less relaxed about getting ready to go out yesterday. I started writing a bit later, and I wrote a lot more (2,023 words), and finished later. My camera kit was already packed after the night before, and it was not long after I had a shave and shower that I had to go and get the 320 bus all the way to the other side of Bromley. In some ways it was slightly more pleasant because the bus was not full of Saturday shoppers, but it still stopped at every stop, and it still took almost a full hour to get there.

  At this point I have to describe some of the day before. I did not have the energy to get any pictures ready from the day before yesterday, but I do have a few now. I now turn the clock back to describe Saturday before I start to describe yesterday.

  I think it was about 1:10pm when I arrived at the pub (The Chatterton Arms), bought a pint of Guinness, and then went to see who John Leigh was. He was on first. I can say it here where no one ever reads anything I say, but I found his set to be quite tedious. He was just one man and his electro-acoustic guitar, and there are only a very few ways of taking pictures of one man sitting on a chair to play guitar ! His choice of tunes included a few good tunes, but sadly they are spoiled by his very flat voice.
 I have a few more pictures of John Leigh, but I'll post those elsewhere.  Moving on to 2pm, and a much better, much bigger band came on. I say much better, but their style was not the basic lead guitar, bass guitar, drums and singer (all turned up to 11) that I prefer (but I do appreciate some ballads as well). The bands name was Too Many Cooks.
  Like one other photo of a band that I have ready to show today, this is a full band line up, and not the band playing. I have plenty of pictures to consider of them playing, and may show few tomorrow. If you look at the right hand side of this photo you cans ee the huge difference of brightness outside compared to the stage area. That dull light many pictures I (and others) took can look a bit dull. Yesterday I resorted to using flash for the last bands on.
  When it came to the third band, their drummer (Angela's husband) managed to escape, and could not be recalled. He was only sitting in as a temporary drummer. Their regular drummer left the band for some reason I have forgotten, and they have used anyone available for their recent gigs. I do have several pictures of Angela's husband actually playing the drums (as a special favour for her - well I had to !).
  In a late night sleepy effort at making this picture look better, it seems, in the cold light of day, that I have just made it look very messy.... It shows Angela running towards me just a minute after she had arrived. We were both very happy to see each other after an absence of something like 2 years. I did my best to stop my camera coming between us when she gave me a big hug and cuddle, and I was most happy to reciprocate.

  I let her take the lead because I didn't want to get her in trouble with the husband standing right behind her. I have to say she was looking good, although the stress of her cancer treatment left it's mark on her. She seemed quite lively at the beginning, but I understand that she was feeling the strain of her first day out in ages (just like I was), and I think she left a few hours later - probably soon after her husband came off stage after drumming for Retro Rock Icons.

  I watched, and photographed 4 more bands, although I only took 14 or so pictures of the last band I saw - The Coyles. I had seen them before, and I think the later songs on their set list might have been better, but the first few songs I saw played were very heavy Irish folk music, and I took zero pleasure in it.

  I have already described my journey home, after I got home, and how yesterday started, and so I'll pick up from when I got the 320 bus to the far side of Bromley. As mentioned near the top of the page, it still took about an hour to get to the pub, but I think I arrived at about the same time as Jo who was at the bar when I entered. She used one of her band drinking vouchers to buy me a pint of Guinness.

  With Guinness in hand I went to see what the first band on, Ryans Rednecks, were all about. I feared it would all be cowboy/western (the less terrible half of Country and Western) music, but they did do a few good classic songs. One or two were Creedance Clearwater Revival songs such as "Have You Ever Seen The Rain" - that being very appropriate because it was while we got a light splattering of rain.

  Most of the bands on yesterday were pretty good, as well as, in one case, rather weird, but you'll have to wait a few days before seeing pictures of them ! Yesterday was probably the more social day of the two day event. There seemed to be loads of people who I knew, and some I didn't think I did, but they knew me ! One such person was a delightful young lady who told me I had taken a great picture of her a year or two ago, and she had been using as her social media profile picture until changing it recently. She then did a few poses for me.
 I think this was the better of the two poses. It looks more contrasty than the rather flat picture I last took of her. having said that, it did need a bit of tweaking because even outside it was very dull under a thickly overcast sky. I now wish I had asked John "Panhead" to move out of the picture because he spoils it.

  The last band on yesterday was The Ferrets, and although I wanted to go, I definitely wanted to hear at least a few of their punk covers, and get some snaps of them playing them. It was as late as halfway through their set that I drifted away (possibly as late as 7.30pm). By then my feet were aching, although I didn't feel as exhausted as the day before. I ask the security man if I could slip out the side gate rather than squeeze through the very busy pub bar area with my camera back pack on. He said yes, and I let myself out. On the other side of the get there was another security man, and he said I couldn't use the gate ! Fortunately the man who said yes partly followed me out, and told the second one that he had OK it. the second man was not happy, but was partly pacified when he saw I did have a wrist band on.

  Anyway, I was outside, and I was not going back in. I made my way to the bus stop, and just kissed the next 320 bus. If I had not been delayed at the gate I may have possibly just managed to catch it. Fortunately there was a 208 bus 4 minutes later, and that takes me to the end of my road. It is another of those weird things of living in a sort of triangle of land. I have to choose which bus stop to leave from, but I can get home from either side of the triangle.

  The 208 was a diesel bus, but the ride seemed very similar to the all electric 320 bus. The significant difference was the staircase. Coming down from the top deck was definitely easier, and maybe safer on the 208 - mainly because the handrails seems to match my arms better. I think it was not a lot more than 30 minutes on the bus coming home, and it was nice to be sitting down for that time. I don't think I sat down at all while at Chatt Fest yesterday.

  The walk from the bus stop to home was hard work, but not as bad as the previous night, and I didn't seem to be so tired that I had any great difficulty walking up the stairs - probably any difficulty was only in my head. The first thing I did when I got home was to grab part one of my dinner from the fridge to take upstairs to my PC. It would be some time before I could start eating it. First of all I stripped down to my underpants, and went for a pee. I then weighed myself. I was very slightly disappointed not to see a large drop in my weight this time.

  I have to confess that I spent the evening just in my underpants - it is one of the luxuries of living alone. Before eating I put my camera battery on charge, and I removed the memory card ready to copy the day's pictures to my PC. I could almost have started the selecting and editing while eating, but it could get messy, and besides which It was the pictures from Saturday that I would be selecting and editing first.

  I just read some technology new while eating my triple pack of chicken and stuff wraps. I then did something similar to the night before. I used some crisps to scoop up large amounts of three cheese coleslaw. The later was not so low in sugar as the yoghurt based coleslaw I had the previous night. I finished my dinner with another chunk of Aldi own brand Angel Cake.

  At that point it was almost late enough, and I was almost ready enough, to go to bed, and fall asleep almost instantly again. Instead of bed, curiosity got the better of me. It started with wanting to see how the pictures of Cat Mc came out, and then deciding to edit them for use. I then found the other pictures shown here today, and did the editing of those. That seemed enough, and I did got to bed then. It was gone 11pm by then, and once again, I fell asleep very quickly once I turned the light out.

  I got up several times in the night to go for a pee, but at 5am it was almost like I could have got up. My room was feeling a bit cool by then, and so I put the heater on low, and stayed on my bed until it was warmer. Once again, I didn't expect to fall asleep again, but I did, and probably got at least 40 minutes of extra sleep. The way I feel at the moment it would have been good to get an extra couple of hours of sleep.

  I think it was around 6.30am when I got up. I went for one more pee, but didn't manage a poo before getting on the scales, The scales showed some hesitation, probably because I was between two readings, and maybe if I had the poo I had a bit later, it might just have been enough for the scales to decide on the lower number - which would have been exactly the same as yesterday. As it was, I seem to have gained 100gm instead of losing a lot more. It was quite disappointing that I had not lost a lot like I had yesterday morning.

  While most aspects of my diet, and exercise were pretty much the same as the day before, I knew that I could expect my blood glucose to be a bit higher. One cause would have been the higher sugar content of the coleslaw I ate. I used my three blood glucose meters in a different order this morning to see if that made any difference. It sort of didn't, and maybe it did. The Contour meter read 9.3mmol/l, and that is pretty high. The GlucoRX meter read 8.2mmol/l, and that was the only meter that read OK. This time the Contour Plus meter agreed with the Contour meter with a bad reading of 9.3mmol/l.

  I am not going to worry about those high readings this time because I am sure it was just because I was eating high sugar stuff so late in the evening. I will see if I can control myself enough for better readings tomorrow morning. That could be hard because I will be spending much of the day, or at least as much as I can stomach, selecting and editing photos. Unfortunately it is a task that makes it far too easy to want snacks.

  There is one other thing I need to do today, and I will be trying to do it soon, as soon as I have finished writing this, and uploading it to me web server. I need to phone the surgery, and try and book an appointment to see my doctor to discuss my echocardiogram results. They would like it if I did it via "the app", but I insist on doing it the old fashioned way. I hope they don't find an appointment too soon. I am busy today, but not essentially so. Tomorow I should be getting a small packet delivery, It could be small enough to go through my very small letterbox, but I'd rather not take a chance on it. On Wednesday I will be in the Jolly Farmers at lunchtime, and on Thursday it will be beer tasting with Jodie and Micheal.