Santa kindly gave me a cold for Christmas. I've had it ever since and it seems to be getting worse, not better. And this morning, after two days in bed I woke up with an eye infection to top it off. A runny nose, dry cough and bung eye does not equal glamour in my books.  Fortunately I have some lovely plates on the wall and Columbia Road roses courtesy of the Mr to cheer me up from my sick bed.

I hope to be back at work and back in the land of the living tomorrow. x