This is the important obligatory first post on a new blog. I don't really know what to say on here, probably nothing as no one will be reading it anyway. :) Everyone seems to be using facebook these days anyway.
So, I didn't go into work yesterday, and I haven't gone in today. On the coach down to Heathrow over two weeks ago I started developing a sore throat. Over the course of the holiday in Istanbul it turned into a full blown cold with runny nose and hacking cough. Today, 16 days after I first noticed the sore throat, I still have the cough. I couldn't face travelling to Stoke on Trent yesterday in the car with this cough, especially as I was coughing so hard my back kept twinging, so I took the day off to sit in bed and be looked after by pusscats. I read a book - Company of Liars by Karen Maitland - and finished my patchwork crochet blanket (picture to go up on ravelry soon).
Today the alarm went off, and I thought "no way man". So I'm still at home, sitting on the sofa, listening to Heidevolk, crocheting a hat for my new nephie, and wondering if I could make any money out of this crocheting malarky. I need something to fund my way through the masters next year!