There are two sorts of sick days. The first sort is where you feel “a bit under the weather” in the morning, phone in sick, have a lie in and then potter around at home. The second is the sort I had today.

I’m supposed to be going to a presentation on web accessibility in local government tomorrow. In Hounslow. I’ll see what I feel like tomorrow morning but right now the idea of rush hour train across London doesn’t appeal (does it ever?) so maybe I shouldn’t go. After all I could infect an awful lot of people…

Very True Mood:  groggy