After a week of ups and downs, a morning of down.

The upstairs neighbour looks like he's finally moving, so stopped by with DVDs and Oor Wullie books and a midi keyboard. 

But generally horribly swimmy headed and coughing and bleurgh.

I had breakfast, then slept.

About 2 I started to feel better and by mid afternoon was probably felt as good as I'd been all week.

Mince and tatties were duly cooked and consumed along with a rerun of Motherwell v Dundee United. Teckle.