CROAK

Oh hai again. I'm still sick, worse than last Friday when I was on here, having a whinge. Went to the doctor yesterday, got antibiotics, have taken three and would have expected to be feeling a little improved today. Not so.

I sit/lie here in my bed, laptop on lap (hurr, hurr) writing like freaking Babs Cartland, except there is nothing pink anywhere near me, and no dogs are in here.

My voice is a mere croak; manly and deep, and it hurts. Nasty, yet 'productive' cough (as the doctor said) - I feel worse than yesterday but really I haven't been able to rest for the last couple of days and yesterday was a real race-around in the car, doing 'stuff' to get P ready for her departure tonight.

My mum is coming over in an hour before she goes to Ring #1, and daughter is on the way home. We are going to put up the Christmas Tree and pack. Flight is tonight at 3.30am, so at airport at 1.30am, so no bed I don't think, or if so, just for an hour or so. Blech.

This is just a quickie. No edits yet from agent but they will come through I'm guessing on the weekend or early next week. She said we need to move quickly. I love how exciting that sounds.

That's all for now. Sad about Mandela but annoyed at how everyone on twitter is bleating about him. Hope everyone is well, especially you Alex, haven't heard from you for a while. You might be on a trip but do hope you are fine!