Resignation and hope

Overnight, my voice has dropped an octave, and my head has been swapped for a fuzzier one, full of cotton wool. So either I've got a cold, or I've been through an amnesiated alien abduction experience. Whatever. I like to try and resist illnesses, but this one has hooked onto me like the face hugger in the original Alien, so I shall just resign myself to feeling a bit crap for a couple of days...

On the more hopeful side, and caveated with the infamous inaccuracy of the long range weather forecast, I am looking forward to feeling better, because next week looks great:

Warmer