So I have finally succumbed. After being sneezed over by various strangers and having breathed in lungfuls of other people’s infected pantings, I’ve got the lurgy. You know, that tired-eyes, can’t quite cope with the world about-to-be-ill feeling. Sore throat, snotty nose, dull lifeless hair and the wrong accessories. Just in time for a weekend away. Which is nice. Hopefully this is just the beginning, so with a little luck by the time I fly the day after tomorrow I should be feeling 100% awful.
I also seem to have suddenly gone into work overdrive – three issues of my magazine (www.fabricmagazine.co.uk) to get out before the Christmas break.
It’s always the same with Christmas, isn’t it? There you are laying on the beach thinking ‘I know I shouldn’t be frazzling my face like this but I look so much better with a tan and if God hadn’t wanted me to sunbathe he wouldn’t have invented chemical peels’, and the next thing you know baby Jesus is staring at you from Xmas cards in all the bloody shop and your mum keeps sending you texts saying ‘what vouchers do you want for Christmas?’!
My weekend break (to Barcelona, thanks for asking) will hopefully help me resolve my last-minute shopping issues. A ceramic here, some chocolate rocks (available only at the airport for some reason) and a Zara bargain there (or vouchers for Mum) and I should be able to join the smug ‘did it all ages ago’ masses.
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