Let's pretend this blur is on purpose.

My morning didn't start so well - my train was 70 minutes late to leave Oxford (at least I had time to jump off, grab a coffee, then jump back on again), then took twice as long as usual to get to Reading.

Thankfully feeling a lot better but my voice kept disappearing. The first time I spoke to anyone this morning was when I phoned work to say I'd be late - it took me 3 tries to say hello.


Home to a plate full of roasted vegetables and a ginger cake.