A week passes and still I’m unwell. I think my cold has almost seamlessly segued into general hayfever, which I never get (except when I do). My worry is that it’ll pass, with variations, from its current melodic snufflings and gurglings to a full-blown ear infection: a few years ago those were the bane of my sinusitis-ridden life.
Oh, to be me: in a more miserable mood last week I briefly scanned the prime Smallbeds physique and found around a dozen glaring errors or omissions, any one of which would exclude me from active service. That’s why they look at me oddly in the Co-Op: don’t I know there’s a war on?
(This is all in lieu of content, of course. I just had a nosebleed from a combination of sinus spray, antihistamine and paracetamol, so between snorting over-teh-counter smack and bending over my keyboard breathing in through my nose I don’t have time to write anything actually worth reading.)