In Sickness...

Welcome to the Sanatorium... No, not the place where they make Weet Bix, but the place where sick people try to keep themselves busy in betweeen bouts of coughing & soiling handkerchieves, napkins & sleeves

Or, at least one of us does. So far, I remain as healthy in body as I could expect... though it's usually only a matter of time before an infection gets ambitious & greedy & spreads to whomever else is within reach. That'd be me, then

And here in WaitingManor, there is a lack of the proper medication, at the moment, for coughs & colds... I drank the last of the good scotch a couple of days ago

But, as I always say... Any infection that can fight its way through my blood/alcohol defence system & survive deserves to get me. So bring it on, my little whateveryouareacocchus...