A beautiful crisp winter morning in Melbourne...
Streaks of clouds drifting through the clear blue sky...
Frost twinkling on the grass & few remaining leaves as the sun rises...
* cough, cough COUGH*
Oh yes. That would be me. Trying not to cough or snort up a lung whilst I recover from the FLU.
That's right. This weekend is my BIRTHDAY, and I have the FLU.
As in, stuck-in-bed, PARTY-CANCELLED, tissues-up-the-nose, FLU.
(hey, it's only my 30th. Not like I had anything special planned).
Well, that's it. Just wanted a bit of a whinge. I'll be back soon with a cheerier post once I've been placated with presents and material possessions.
Perhaps I will even receive "a plethora."