Woke feeling miserable this morning.
Phoned Mum to say I wouldn't be round, and ended up back in bed.

Mid afernoon I went out for some much needed supplies, paracetamol, diluting orange and Lemsips, then stopped of at a park to get a blip.

I hate feeling ill, and being by myself!

Watched The Ring last night, found it slow, silly and even laughed at some points. I just don't get scary films!