Nectar

Tastes like nectar at the end of what's seemed like a very long week - it's actually still, dry cider. In a wine glass, so I'm not tempted to drink it far too quickly!

Cold all but gone except for the washed-out feeling and a lingering cough; hoping they wear off soon. It should have been a fun week, but the fun things - meeting up with old friends from 'down south', Pilates, open mike session - all had to be cancelled. As was a session of Myofascial Therapy. However, I'm looking forward to tomorrow's activity. Off to Newcastle, for another late birthday present, this time courtesy Tom and Lucy. But more of that tomorrow...