.. in the way that things panned out today.
They were worse.
Last night I crashed out long before I’d finished the journal which was no surprise at all, seeing how I was feeling.
And in bed I didn’t feel a thing until the alarm went off. And much to my surprise – and probably yours too – I even managed to beat the third alarm. I’m not sure how but I did.
One the medication was sorted I went and had a look – or, rather, a listen – to the dictaphone.
Despite what I had thought, I had been off on a voyage somewhere as there was the usual incoherent drivel on the dictaphone – a sure sign that I was dictating in my sleep.
We were musicians again last night and we’d been jamming. I had my three basses there but I could not get the right kind of volume to compete with one of the guitarists. The second guitarist cleared off after a while and left me with this other guitarist. No matter what bass I tried, I could not get the right kind of volume to compete with him. It was really disappointing. But in the conversation the quote came out about Jimi Hendrix – “if the music is too loud for you we can always turn it up”. We talked about that and that reminded me of a time when I’d been with a girl to a concert somewhere (totally ficticious of course but you know what dreams are like). Again there had been three of us, me, another boy and this girl and again the other boy had cleared off leaving the two of us alone together.
All of these little cameos on here – i’d love to know how they would all turn out.
After breakfast I had a go at some more digitalising of sound files. Another two albums bit the dust reasonably straightforwardly with only a couple of files that stuck and needed coaxing – except for one thing. And that was that I had to fight off a huge wave of sleep that overwhelmed me.
It didn’t actually overwhelm me to the point that I succumbed but it certainly took my mind off things.
Having finished the two albums for today, much of the rest of the day has been spent sorting through a mound of e-mails that have built up and sending out buckets of enquiries and buckets of replies.
As well as that, I’ve made a start on copying the external hard drives onto the new 4TB hard drive that came today. The 250GB hard drive that I thought would last for ever and which was full up in 2016 has now had its contents transferred over. It’s not been compared yet but that’s tomorrow’s job.
And then, next on the list will be the 750GB one that replaced it and which didn’t last very long before that too was full.
After than, some time I don’t know when, we’ll be in the big-numbered hard drives. And there are three of those.
There was the usual break for lunch, and later, unfortunately, another calamity as I crashed well out for ages. I’ve been saying that just recently I’ve been having a bit of a bad time with crashing out – being a really deep sleep of the kind that wants to make me curl up and go to bad, but none of them that I’ve had just recently was as bad as the one this afternoon.
That was definitely the worst for quite some time.
With an hour or so spare before I needed to knock off to play the guitar, I had a bash at the photos for July 2019. I’d done a couple earlier today but this evening I did a pile more. W’re now leaving Husavik for our trip to the north-east of Iceland.
Tea was an “everything curry” and there’s a little left over that will go in the freezer for another time. And the apple crumble that I made was excellent too.
This evening I went out early as there was football on the internet.
Everyone else must have been busy too as I didn’t see a soul, except a girl in the distance. There were a couple of trawlers out and about though in the English Channel – the one nearest the camera seeming to have come from the area around Bréhal-Plage.
No other human then, so I pushed on for my wander along the clifftop on the other side of the headland.
The chantier navale was still the same though with the same three boats so I had a look across to the ferry terminal to see if I could see any changes.
The big crane is still there of course, which must mean that they haven’t finished whatever it is that they were doing. And when I had a close look at the photo that I took, I couldn’t see any change.
So I’ll have to wait and see what develops over the course of the next few days..
My fourth run is the longest – all the way down from the car park in the boulevard Vaufleury to the Boulevard des 2E et 202E de Ligne and then up the slope.
Today though, I had to interrupt it. As regular readers of this rubbish will recall, it’s not every day that we see Chausiais moving around – I always seem to manage to miss her.
But here she is today, performing a rather unusual danse macabre in the inner harbour as she looks for a place to tie up.
While she was doing that, I was interrupted yet again.
The small fishing boat that we had seen earlier in the English Channel has now made its way around the Pointe du Roc and is coming ful steam ahead into the harbour.
It’s hard to say whether or not she is fully loaded with a decent catch but there were very few seagulls hovering around, like you would expect to see. But I hope that it’s a good catch.
By now it looks as if chausiais has found a good berth so I watched her for a few minutes to make sure that she settles in.
And then I carried on with my run back home.
Football tonight was a Welsh Premier League match from several years ago – Neath Athletic v Prestatyn Town in the Europa play-offs from about 10 or so years ago.
Another one of these matches where you realise just how much the standard of football, of grounds, of amenities and of pitches has improved these last few years in Welsh football.
It’s difficult to say how come both teams still finished the match with 11 players on the field but it looked very much to me as if the referee was officiating at a different match to the one that I was watching.
Neath won 3-2 and that was a fair reflection of the score.
The postie has been today and brought me some vegan burger mix from Germany. Thanks, Hans, for that. He also brought me a tax return to fill in and I’m not very happy about that but needs must, I suppose.
But that’s all for again. If I’m quick, I might have an early night. Shoppign tomorrow and I’ll try not to forget the carrots.
