Tuesday, April 11, 2006

I was icky-sick yesterday and instead of spending the day sorting out Duke of Edinburgh expeditions and Guide camp I spent the day huddling under a duvet (and sometimes under a cat) whinging and feeling down-ight sorry for myself. This morning I feel far more chipper, and also very very hungry - I've not eaten since Sunday evening. It may be good for my waistline but it's not good for the soul. Harrumph.


notquiteginger said...

it must be pants when you're sick on your hols. :-(

DaveP said...

You can't even turn a holi-day into a sick-day like a lot of people with jobs with only a limited amount of holiday!