On the 9th day...

I should have been back to work. Instead, Dave phoned the heath centre (I don't have enough of a voice to do that), took me there, picked up the penicillin they prescribed, and has now gone to work.
Inflamed throat, bronchitis, general yuck.

On the bright side, John has read the Story, and liked it. In fact, he said very nice things about it that give me a happy glow, especially as a) he's a VERY good writer himself and b) if he can see things that need improving, he says so.

A bad pun I should not share

But I will anyway. telynor has acquired a Nabaztag (electronic bunny). In order to send him a message, I had to create my own rabbit account on their server. Trying to think of a name that hadn't already been taken, and that I had some chance of remembering, I decided to make my one a Welsh rabbit. Going into the lounge to grab the Welsh dictionary was too much like hard work. My bunny is called "CheeseonToast" :)