Yes, it’s true, I am alive! Or possibly back from the dead, it’s hard to be entirely sure.
Yes, the evil plague that befell me and many others like me, is passing. I still feel like there is large Pliocene Epoch mammal (yes, I have been immersing myself in Primeval, why do you ask?) sitting on my chest and have a cough that makes me sound like a demented seal, and I’m still very tired, but compared to the last few days I feel bloody marvellous.
The illness did mean extra days in Glasgow with shamazipan which is a never a bad thing and she did take good care of me. Last night there was a quite insane amount of giggling being done for two sober people; much of it stemming from an incident involving an ill-placed sonic screwdriver.
But today I actually managed to do some of the road trip bit of my road trip again and headed for Newcastle, which is where I am now. steerpikesister made me the most divine chicken wings and then made me watch Stonehenge Apocalypse.
Oh. Dear. God.
How awesome is that movie?! It was wonderful in its direness. Unlike a certain dinosaur laden remake of a certain squeaky detective which is just dire in its direness unless you have had a LOT of rum cocktails.
Hmmm…I seem to have come back to prehistoric creatures again. Ho hum. It would appear my brain is still more addled than I previously realised.
Any hoo.
I haven't managed to go skiing or go and see my Gran, and it's unlikely I will now as I believe killing your elderly relatives with your evil viruses is generally considered bad manners.
I did a vid today and I will do another tomorrow. You may like to note at the start of this the look of concern and concentration on my face as I try to line the camera up using the rearview mirror in an attempt to make sure I’m actually in shot. It amused me anyway. I do also look dog rough. Which is not so amusing.
TTFN
( Day ten vid here! )