We had plan to get up at three in the morning, to see the lunar eclipse. However, as soon as I went to bed, I began to have trouble breathing, it was what happened in the theatre some hours before. I laid there tossing and turning for two hours or more, before I just gave up. The cats omn the bed must have been glad when I got up, as I was keeping them from sleeping.
I went outside at half twelve to look at the full moon, it was wonderful and bright, what would the eclipse look like, I thought. At quarter past two, the eclipse began, I went outside to look, it was if someone had rubbed out a corner of the moon. As time went on more and more of the moon vanished: it was like watching two week's worth of moon phases in an hour.

Jools got up at three, and we both went out into the garden to watch totality; it would last over half an hour, so I had plenty of time for shots, as I had my tripod out there.
So, I get my shots, none are that good, and I am disappointed. And tired.

The weather was good enough to sit outside, so I do for a while until the sun began to sink in the west and behind the house next door. It was getting chilly, and I felt like death.
I cook burgers for dinner, which was all I could think of as I had forgotten to get anything else out anyway, but then there is always the chippy I suppose.
I called it a night at eight, went to bed to listen to the first half of the football before switching it off and trying to sleep. I hoped tomorrow would be better!
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