Oh my god what a stupid weekend. Not that the weather wasn’t great, it was. Absolutely boiling and summery and sunny. Only that I had a ghastly flu and spent most of the weekend either freezing or sweating in bed. Ugh. I still feel way too rough to be at work, but here I am… trying not to pass out or cough my lungs out on the keyboard. And my nose feels like it’s gonna drop of any minute. (Oh yeah, so sorry Chris and Amy if you didn’t get any sleep… I know I’m not the most ..erm… eloquent of nose-blowers.) Umm… am I getting too graphic here? Very sorry, but I do feel pretty damn awful and I need to whine about it…

Getting a bit tired of always being ill *somehow* when I’m in england. I wonder if the universe is trying to tell me something.