Sorry

Another one.

Partly, it's an exercise in testing my patience.

Bit gutted tonight though - took 350 consecutive shots, but could only use 155 of them as the moon was inconsiderate and appeared from lower stage left and trailed across my frames. Grrr.

I have a plan to get a better view.

Sod's law says that Saturday, when I plan to get a better view, will be a cloudy night. Ho ho.

Right. That's it. Knee is getting worse. Locked twice today, once whilst changing gear on the M60 on the way home - I only panicked slightly. Haven't been able to get through the the doctors. Yet. Will do though.

Lovely evening sat on the sofa, watching "A History of Scotland" with the lovely Neil Oliver (a scholarly, long haired Marti Pellow lookalike from the O.U) - James now wants to do a grand tour of Scotland. I'm glad :-) We snuggled up for an hour under fleecy blankets with a big tube of jelly tots to share and it was lovely. In fact, it's just been a lovely week of mature conversations, real belly laughs and a lot of affection. Just what I needed.

Tomorrow night - Andrea Bocelli at the Manchester Evening News arena. Can't wait.