Urgh - I've caught the dreaded man-flu from my husband!
I feel dizzy and my thoughts are scattered all over the place.
So my word count isn't moving. (I'm reading a battered Edith Wharton in bed.)
The weather has ceased to be remotely interesting and gone back to being grey and rainy.
This is the view from my sick-bed...
And also this...
Yes, I am also suffering from hypochondria.