sniffle 7 September 2008
Oh. My. God – I am dying with the sniffles – I would blame the cat except that I have had antihistamines and no change – could this be the final proof of the truly shit summer we have had? – ie I HAVE A COLD.
Perfect timing in that I need my brain to NOT be bunged up with anything other than brilliant ideas for my rewrite. Now all I can look forward to is runny or solid SNOT – not good.
This will be an interesting ‘ride’.
The cat, by the by, is purring loudly on the mohaired duvet cover at the moment and may be the reason why my head is trying to void itself through the medium of liquid out my nose…she seems happy with the arrangement…
