Vegetable brain

If the vegetable world had a brain, it would have to be the cauliflower.

By coincidence, my own brain feels like a vegetable today. A pureed one. The day, with breaks for uncontrollable sneezing, comfort eating and Strepsil guzzling, has been one of trying to figure out all things Apple. I know, I know: it's all intuitive isn't it? Well not for me. Not today. Every movement has required a Google search. But I think I'm getting there.

And Mr B burnt the curry that I'd been smelling all day.

But, the new Mac arrived and we are now a fully Mac'd up house. Scary.

It's possible my brain will be working again tomorrow. But I doubt it.