Christmas Casualty

I'm not a stranger to my own blood. I grew up with nosebleed issues. I've not had one for a while, but its reappearance isn't going to send me into a spiral of panic. That said, coming on the back of four weeks of a hideous mucus-laden cold, it's a bit odd. Started tonight at the work Christmas lunch at the end of a coughing fit (at something that was funny), and had to dash off a couple more times.

Home early, to be sensible given we're driving south to see Sam and family tomorrow. Sitting watching telly, starts again and the snowman on my shirt took the hit. Dammit.

Good night though.