The best laid plans

In the words of Burns (and my mum), the best laid plans o mice and men gan aft aglee.

Today we'd planned to get the bus along the coast and walk 10 miles back, but I haven't felt of top form since I arrived on Saturday. Today I have a bug only equalled by the one I got in India, so I'm more or less confined to the smallest room in the house, feeling sorry for myself.

Tomorrow is a new day, hopefully better. The cold and wind might have past over too!

This is all I could manage, a pretty flower from Marian's garden.