Bloody flu/cold/SARS whatever bug has my respiratory system in a headlock. Sniffle, sneeze, sniffle, sneeze. One thing worse than developing a cold is developing it on your day off. Getting ill on your day off should be illegal, dammit. Still, not as bad as the flu outbreak in the US thankfully and it gives me an excuse for a good nip of single malt before bedtime.

Feeling knackered and downbeat and with a nose redder than bloody Rudolph’s due to constant blowing I commence Operation Cheerup and start watching some good movies in between snorting Lemsip and producing snot like ectoplasm. Amelie never fails to cheer me up and The Big Blue is just gorgeous.