… photographs today at all unfortunately.

and the reason for that was that while I was walking along the top of the cliffs admiring the boats out there at the sea just beneath my feet, I fell in with one of my neighbours. And although I represented the UK in Unsociability at an Olympic Games at one time, I couldn’t turn round and interrupt the flow of conversation by taking photos of this and that.

And there wasn’t any of the other so there was nothing to photograph in that respect either.

This morning I did something that I don’t do very often, and that was to have a lie in during the week. The reason for that was that this backing-up was well on its way during the night and I didn’t want to stop it.

It was 03:00 when it stopped so no chance of me being in any fit state to do anything at 06:00. 08:00 was a much-more reasonable time.

And I was out of bed as soon as the alarm went off and that made me feel a little better.

During the night I’d been on my travels too. There was something going on about a city where they had dug up the main road that ran through it and replacing the surface. All the traffic was having fo find its way through. It was really quiet down this street with bicycles, things like that. I had the impression that it was in Germany. I was walking through all these parks in the centre of this city and found my way to this house which was where I was working as a young boy. I was basically working on the garden tidying it up. I had a list of work that I needed to do but I went upstairs anyway to introduce myself to the family that I was there. There had been a chapter missed out of a book that we had read. I’d had a brief glance at it and she asked me what we were going to do about it. I said that I was going to read it today. Later in the evening I was going to sit on the railway station and watch the trains but there was someone who might be coming to visit me but I’d be on the other platform if they were on this train so I was going to have to be quick to dodge my way across to the other platform if they did indeed get out of one of the trains that appeared in the station. This dream reminded me of one that I’d had a while ago when I was walking around the countryside somewhere in the south of England.

Having transcribed the dictaphone notes I set about editing some photos from August 2019 and Sisimiut and I’d actually managed to do two before I crashed out. When I awoke I started on my Welsh revision but crashed out yet again. It was a horrible morning and I accomplished next to nothing.

After a late lunch (I had to finish my revision before I went to eat) I sat down to organise my self for the next month – organise what needed organising and so on. I’d done about half of that before it was time to go on my afternoon walk.

First port of call is the beach to see how the tide is doing and how many people are down there.

Off down to the end of the car park and a look over the wall told me that there wasn’t a great deal of beach this afternoon with the tide on its way in. Not too many people down there either, and in fact a few people were heading back up the steps to the Rue du Nord.

It was a surprise to see so few people down there this afternoon though. It was quite warm and the holiday season is now in full swing so people should be here in droves. Not that I’m complaining of course because tourism shouldn’t be encouraged in these present circumstances and I’m glad that people are staying at home.

But maybe everyone is here and they are all at sea. I know that I’ve been all at sea quite often even when I’m on dry land.

It might be nice and warm but the sea fog that has plagued us is still with us this afternoon. There are plenty of pleasure craft out there that I could see, and doubtless plenty more out there hidden in the mist that I can’t see at all.

The boats that were down there weren’t actually fishing, which was a surprise. They were all actually moving this afternoon. Heading back to harbour while the heading back was good. And as for me, I carried on with my walk along the footpath down to the end of the headland.

From where I’d taken the previous photo I’d seen a rather large yacht with a big blue sail shrouded in the mist so I went across the car park at the end of the headland where I could take a better photo of it.

At first I thought that it might have been Black Mamba, the big bark blue boat that we have seen around here quite often. But she has a dark blue hull if I remember correctly and that hull seems to be white or light grey.

There were plenty of other boats around here too. Another yacht, a powered pleasure craft and one of the small fishing boats. In fact it was an extremely busy day.

Even more so for me because it was round about here that I fell in with my neighbour and we walked home together, ignoring all of the other distractions.

But this was something that I couldn’t ignore.

Regular readers of this rubbish will recall seeing a garden shed spring up on the quayside one day and we wondered what it was. Today, there’s a tent erected around it. Apparently this weekend we’re going to have a circus and this is part of the entertainment.

All that I can say is that it’s a good job that it’s not raining.

Back here I made myself a coffee and then came in here to work, only to find that Rosemary had ‘phoned me. And so I phoned her back and we were chatting until 20:20. So much for all the work that I had planned to do.

Tea was taco rolls with the last of the stuffing followed by chocolate sponge and chocolate sauce.

Now that I’ve finished my journal I’m going to try to do some more work. Not that I mind meeting friends or being sociable – not at all – nut I don’t have much time left and I have such a lot to do. I really must get cracking.