Non-sparkling....

Since late Tuesday night, I've been stuck at home, a victim of the dreaded norovirus.

I haven't eaten a thing for four days, and I'm only just managing to drink my drug of choice (incredibly strong tea) today.

On the downside, I missed a lot of social outings (including Hogmanay with friends who were over from Switzerland), and I haven't been able to see a single soul, in case I passed the bug on....

On the plus side, however; I have rediscovered my love of blip (I've been endlessly amused by you lot); I've had fabulous, funny daily emails from my brother in Spain; I've had ridiculously unhelpful advice from my friends; and I haven't touched a piece of chocolate in five days.

And... my wine rack is completely full of wine and fizz.

I've been on a detox without even trying!!!!