No I haven't taken up t'fags, that's my breath in the above picture. Man alive it is FREEZING out there today. The fact I still have a rotten cold is not helping my temperature either. I'm currently wearing tights, leggings, slippers, a dress, a cardigan, a jumper and a scarf. I also have my big knitted festival blanket wrapped round me, as can be seen in the pitiful picture below (although that picture was taken months ago. I am not fit to be photographed at the moment. Snot fest).
Despite my extremely severe case of Poorly Sickness (tm), preparations for the Panto of Doom (tm) continue unabated. Another full day of painting, moaning and sneezing awaited me this morning as I awoke from the Worst Night's Sleep Ever (tm). I think I eventually fell asleep at 5.39am (approx). Although I wouldn't call it sleep, more passing out due to exhaustion from coughing my guts up all through the wee small hours.
From this.....
.... In 2 days. Not too shabby. Still lots to do but that can wait until my head feels less like it's about to explode. For now, sleep (and sinex) beckons...
