Urgh.

Either I'm coming down with flu, or this old age thing my youthful colleagues keep going on about is really vicious, and has decided to start early. All hail the great god Beechams ...

( In other news... )

Now looking like I won't be making it to The Calling on Tuesday night, as there would appear to be a lack of transport issue (not having heard from either childeric or mr_prickle), and I need to be back in London bright and early on Wednesday morning.

Have now discovered why Holland & Barratt jars don't rattle (they're mostly full of cotton wool), and that their Vitamin C and Zinc lozenges are truly repulsive.