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  The temperature seemed to rise and fall several times yesterday. The morning started at 11° C, but then the forecast said it would fall to just 9° C at 11am. I am not sure if it actually did that, and I am pretty sure that not a drop of rain fell in the morning eiether (the forecast said drizzle all morning). The temperature rose to 13° C by 3pm, and maybe it was helped by some sunny spells,. From 6pm there was a fairly clear sky, and full sunshine - albeit with the sun very low in the sky. After the sun set the temperature dropped, but only to 9° C.   There is some nice sunshine as I write this, and the sky is mostly clear. There could be a little bit of cloud soon that will reduce the sunshine to sunny spells, but they may last for most of the daylight hours. A brief shower is forecast for 1pm, but the rest of the day should be completely dry The latest revision to the forecast shows light rain for 7 and 8pm. The afternoon may see 15° C for a single hour at 3pm. Tomorrow could be similar to today. The main change may be some light rain between 3pm and 6pm, but the forecast may change by tomorrow morning.

  Yesterday was a semi busy day - although maybe it was only 2 or 3 hours in the afternoon that were busy. After my very late night (3am or so before I got to sleep the night before) I felt in an extra lazy mood yesterday morning. It was not until after a quite light lunch, and a post eating rest, that I got on with the main work for the day - photo editing.

  I must admit that I don't seem to have the patience for photo editing that I used to have. It may be that my current best camera, the Nikon 610D takes such great pictures (mostly, but not always) it is difficult to imagine little tweaks that can turn a poor picture into a good one. One thing is inescapable, and that is the huge, high resolution pictures from that camera need shrinking down to fit on these pages.
  The photos were taken on Friday night at The Life Of Brian Band gig in West Wickham. This is Miranda, Angela's daughter, and lead vocals for the band. In this picture I think she was very happy to see my camera in action after so many months of me not going to any gigs because of my heart condition. In fact she was so happy to see me that when I first saw her she gave me a warm hug. I may be mistaken, but I don't think she has ever done that before. It could also be because she knows that when I was able to, I gave her mum a lot of support, albeit all done over the phone, during her mum's cancer treatment and recovery.
  This is Brian Bath. He has two claims for fame, although maybe one should be called infamy. He was in Kate Bush's backing band, and is credited with writing the guitar part for some of her early albums. The infamy part is nothing evil, at least I don't think it is - he is one of a couple of people whose pictures often seem to come out, out of focus. This one is not too bad, although I did have to sharpen it up a bit.
 This is Gavin who is sitting in for Paul whose hand has been operated on, and so can't play drums at the moment. I am not sure if Gavin has been a permanent member of any band - not counting a few short lived projects. His main claim to fame is that he is one of the go to drummers for any of the Bromley bands that need a replacement drummer to cover for someone going sick before a booked gig. I am not competent to judge his skill level (I leave that to other drummers), but to my ear he seems to play with the band really well.
  One thing with Miranda: she is not just a singer, but also a performer. Some singers just sing, but Miranda puts some emotion into the song by doing stuff with her hands and body movement.
  I made several attempts at getting the whole band in one photo. This side view worked, but Jon, the bass player looks so far away compared to Brian in the foreground.
  Gavin's t-shirt says "Drum And Bass", and usually that is a dirty word for me because it is how some music sounds from some African or Caribbean bands - all bass and little else. In this case it sums up the picture perfectly - Gavin on drums, and Jon on bass - both complementing Miranda and Brian, but not overpowering them.
  Another view of Gavin. With the potted palm on his right hand side, I was tempted to show the photo in sepia to make it look like a Victorian photo. Those early Victorian photographers always seemed to have a potted palm off to the side to give some seasoning to a very posed photo (needed because of the very long exposure times of old photographs).
  Miranda's other talent is as a guitar player. I think one of the last times I saw her, several years ago, she told me she thought she had forgotten how to play guitar, but she seemed to have no trouble last Friday night. Admittedly it was basic rhythm guitar - she left the "twiddly bits" to Brian on his full electric guitar.
  Another shot of Brian, possibly playing some "twiddly bits" but mostly in better focus. The picture is still spoiled by his spectacle frames covering the pupils of his eyes. The pupils being visible, even if not an obvious good bit of a picture, can still make or break a picture (says this amateur photographer who just makes it up as he goes along).
  Another attempt at getting the whole band in one shot. This one worked better, but to get it I had to stand directly in front of a man, and blocking his view for a minute or so. I hate doing it, but it has to be done, and to my surprise very few even utter a single word in protest. I think that my big, professional camera gives me a lot of licence to do stuff like this. One thing I didn't do was get a chance to line the band up, possibly in the "stage area" or maybe in the garden, for a shot of the band standing together in what ever pose they can think of. Maybe with this temporary line up it is not a good idea.
  I think it may have been this picture that Miranda chose to use as her profile picture on a well known social media site. It is not actually a very good picture. The light across her face is uneven, and slightly over exposed. I hate to say it about a lady, but it was hot in the pub, and some of the highlights on he face could be from a light sheen of sweat.
  Another picture of Miranda singing some powerful vocals. In the full sized picture her hazel eyes are very clear. Oddly enough, Angela describes her eyes as green, but I say hazel.

  I think I was quite happy with the way many of the pictures I took came out, but I feel they lacked some pazaz (or however that is spelled). Having to use flash can make a photo look less vibrant, and in the dim confines of the pub flash was essential. I heard an, as yet unconfirmed, rumour that The Life Of Brian have been asked to play at Chattfest (usually in July). Apart from the extremely irritating support beam in the middle of the stage view, it is outdoors, in daylight, and because it is a proper, slightly raised stage area, there are better views for me and my camera (and so far no one has minded me invading the stage for better pictures of, for instance, the drummer.

  I have to admit I was happy when I had finished with the photo editing, and I could relax yesterday afternoon. I am unsure how long it took. I must have been almost 2 hours of work, and possibly more (not counting a few breaks to rest my eyes). I must admit that my memory is a bit hazy, but I think I finished with enough time to prepare and cook my dinner.

  My dinner was some flavoured "pulled pork" as a sort of part cooked kit in a box (probably from the same people who do the BBQ spare ribs that are so yummy). I had that with a small tin of peas. I wanted to include a fair bit of fibre in my meal, and the peas must sure contain a lot of fibre. My dessert was rather more ice cream than intended (I got carried away because I was eating it straight from the tub) with a couple of nectarines - also for added fibre. The meat was delicious, but the ice cream and nectarines was a bit disappointing - and I have no idea why.

  As usual I ate dinner while watching the news (on a Sunday I watched it on the BBC news channel). I found other stuff to watch, but by 9pm I could not stop yawning. I elected for an early night*, and I can't seem to recall if I fell asleep as fast as I expected to. I know I read some pages from my current book first, and I think that maybe I had some difficulty getting to sleep once I turned the light out. I do remember waking up a few times to pee, and there may have been times that I don't remember. I know for definite that I had a dream, but I can't remember a single thing about it.

* I had been considering going to another gig last night. Chain were playing in Blackheath, but I don't like the pub. It is one where the band are sort of squeezed into a corner, and access for photography is tricky. I think feeling so tired in the evening was the final straw.

  This morning I have that sort of constipated, but not constipated feeling (it is more a feeling that I should go rather than that I need to go). I thought the deliberate attempt to include extra fibre in my dinner would have helped, but not yet. It is a shame I have not had a big poo because it might have taken the edge of the 400gm I seem to have put on since yesterday morning. The odd thing is that I don't seem to remember eating anything to bad....although there was the excess amount of ice cream when I got carried away and finished the whole tub.

  Another anomaly  is that my blood glucose this morning is the lowest it has been in about the last week. The average of the three meters was 7.5mmol/l, and that is rather good. Yesterday it was 7.93mmol/l, and the day before yesterday it was 8.67mmol/l, and that is getting too close to too high. It sort of suggests I have been taking some care, even if it isn't with my calorie control.

  The main thing on today's "menu" should be a beer tasting with Jodie, and possibly others, later this afternoon. Before then I had considered the possibility of a quick walk around the park, but my enthusiasm for that idea lasted about 5 minutes. I expect I will be having a rest, and probably a snooze once I have finished writing this, and uploading it to my web server.
   1994 words today.