Felt terrible yesterday, just about made it through work, came home and collapsed onto the sofa snuggled up with my duvet and hot water bottle.
Painkillers finally kicked in gone nine and I decided that I was NOT going to let myself get the better of me and managed to sort my shit out, freshen up and leg it to the pub in time for last orders.
And am I ever glad I did. Turned out that Alison is leaving Blighty for a new life in Amsterdam on Sunday. She’s off to manage the Cyberdog over there. I knew she was going but hadn’t realised it was so soon! How exciting.