The lurgi strikes again
I had a bug before Eastercon and it helpfully went away in time for the convention. Now, it, or its twin, has returned. Henry had it yesterday and I have it today. Instead of having fun with Richard making bonfires out of rhododendron, I'm curled up collapsed in front of the telly with a sore throat. (I didn't even stagger out of bed until 11.30)
I think I'm going to go and watch some Robin of Sherwood tapes a friend sent me. I'm not awake enough for anything demanding.
I think I'm going to go and watch some Robin of Sherwood tapes a friend sent me. I'm not awake enough for anything demanding.
