proof of life

make me smile

Hullo. Yes, still here, just. You'll have to excuse the lack of post but I'm still drowning in backlog and also that flu I was fighting off dropped me like a sack of potatoes the moment I tried for some sleep. So yeah, kinda walking wounded this week, and I have a sackful of pills to prove it. Finally dragged myself to the nearest quack on Friday and while he was v. amused at my misfortunes (flu in Venice, sprained ankle in Budapest, sun burn in London, food poisoning in Singapore) he asked if, after all that, I'd had a good time.

Well, yes. I'm a complete wreck and my eat, drink and be merry before the wheels fall off holiday has taken its toll, but yes.
( more: bitching and moaning, with pics )