I was going to try to clone out the flash marks against the paint, but as usual at the moment, I
ran out of time. Other than that there wasn't much done to this, other than playing with the levels.

The car isn't mine alas, but belongs to my boss who was picking me up for a meeting in the evening
of the diving club we're with. I managed to get my log book updated further, so it was worthwhile.
Added to that of course, I was able to keep one eye on the Chelsea game, which was a bonus.

Other than that I've suffered all day with a head cold that refuses to shift no matter what quantity
of chemicals I throw down my neck. I can't complain though, as I've not had a cold since the
summer. At the same time, work is still manic, and is likely to be so for the next 8 weeks. But
as long as I’m better for the 15th, when my diving trip takes place, I’m not too concerned!