2nd Time For The Suitcase

And about the 200th for Munni.

And so I woke up, keen to get on with the weekend... and discovered that I've got a stinking cold.

Irritating.  Doubly so as this evening is our street's annual get-together for a bit of eating, drinking, socialising & getting-to-know-the-neighbours.  I'm in no fit condition to go.  Things hurt too much and sneezing is not recognised as a substitute for a hand-shake anywhere, as far as I know..

So I shall stay wrapped up and warm.

G is out there (wearing a jacket - it's not that warm) and I'm hoping she'll make some apologies on my behalf.

Meanwhile, in the house, the cats and I are keeping warm.  Munni is taking the extra precaution of being out of reach too.