Looked Right, Felt Wrong, London

I hate Mondays at the best of times but it was even worse today as I was pretty ill over the weekend. Saturday started well after a very tiring week work wise but by early evening I began to feel rather unwell. An hour later I had a fever, was throwing up and generally feeling very rough indeed. I then slept for 12 hours and woke up exhausted. Strangely, by Sunday evening I was feeling better, had a raging thirst but couldn't eat a thing. I felt I wasn't ill enough to take today off so dragged myself into work in a VERY grumpy mood to find the deadline I thought I'd finished is still ongoing 24 days after it should have finished - lovely!!!!