A Telling Off From My Own Text Book

A couple of weekends ago I got the lurgy. I felt really, very rubbish, and my sleep was ruined by the many-legged, germy beasties partying in my throat. I had so many plans of things I would get done. But then I just couldn’t. Not any of it. My battery was flat.

So I beat myself up about that for a while, making my custard filled head hurt more.Read More »