*sneezles and weasals*

[annwfyn]

I am not well.

I have a stinking head cold.

This is not fun.

This weekend will, I think, be a weekend of soup and orange juice, with liberal quantities of chocolate.

EDIT: and having just read this I now realize that I am being utterly pathetic about not wanting to go to work with a cold and that my job has surprisingly little social value. Oh goodness, this stuff is amazing.

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[mistress-fran.livejournal.com]

Rest up and stay warm, tomorrow is supposed to be something of an Aquapocalypse

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

The Aquapocalypse this week has actually been quite exciting so far. I spent yesterday working at the textile archive which has a wriggly tin roof and it meant that working there was like having my own Carribbean steel drum band playing in the background.

And the drive home the day before was even more exciting. I've never seen enough rain to drown out the lane markings on the M11. The whole motorway slowed to about 30 mph.

It turns out I have a faint fondness for very heavy rain. It reminds me of monsoons, and I love and adore monsoon weather.