Yesterday, I had all these plans to get out into the garden and indulge in some hard physical labour but as the day wore on I realised my two week battle , fighting off a cold was lost. Everyone I know is, or has been ill and I was feeling quite smug that I had managed to avoid it. Well, I am not too smug now. I am feverish, cold, and every centimetre of my body is aching. My head feels like a football and I look like death warmed up but I am certain that I will be 100% in a day or two and there is no point hoping for any sympathy or molly coddling here because it just won’t happen. Not even the offer of a cup of tea! Oh well.:(
I hope to be well again by mid week as I want to have lunch with a friend then spend the afternoon catching up, which I have been looking forward to, very much!