Déjà vu

The feeling persisted at moments all day. It's really the wrong word but everyone will know what I mean. I never expected to be back here, taking the same kinds of photographs, sitting in the same kinds of meetings. Weird.

And now I've come down with a stinker of a cold to add to my woes, hacking cough and explosive sneezing - not a lot of fun with two broken ribs. I'm trying to see the funny side to the timing but it's not easy.