God I feel poorly today. I haven't been right for a couple of days. I thought an early night might remedy the situation, so I turned in at 10.30 hier soir. That's early for yours truly. And despite sleeping reasonably well, I felt like I'd been hit by a Transit Van when I awoke this morning.
To add to the woes, Mrs O and I are off to Barcelona for a week on Thursday, so I don't want to be feeling crook when we fly.
Woe is me.
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