Can I stop being ill now, please...?

The horrible sore throat has now arrived to accompany the muzzy head and general bleah feeling. Not unexpected.

I'm in that happy spot where I'm well enough to go to work, but not exactly at my best when I get there, and evenings are unlikely to be productive. :-(

Aside from that bit, though, life's not bad at all. Counting the days 'til Whitby. :-)

Weekend finally arrives. Too tired for rock'n'roll.

Lemsip and sleep now, I think. I may make it out of the house on Sunday, but that's about my limit.

Which seems like a decent excuse to curl up on the sofa and watch various DVDs I've not quite gotten round to.