Wretched cold...
Saturday, 6 September 2014 11:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
byslantedlight...all I want to do is go to bed to sleep, and that was all I wanted last night too - what a waste of being in London (which I'm not any more...)
My cold just got worse and worse, and though I dragged myself out for a walk to the river after the course...
...and paused at Amico Bio for a veggie dinner on the way back, I was soooo tired, and I just took myself back to my hotel room and collapsed.
Today was almost as bad - though I was a bit more awake for longer, which was good, becuse I decided I couldn't possibly force an entire YHA dorm room listen to me cough and sniff all night, and so I drove home instead of having an extra free day in town.
Got back to WH safely, even stopping at the big supermarket in nearby town to pick up some more tissues, only... I knew there was a music festival here this weekend, and that was one reason I was planning to stop in London. I figured I'd eardrop and cottonwool my ears and let the tinnitus take over. Not ideal, but hey-ho... What I hadn't thought about was that everyone would have nicked the parking! Gargh! So I've had to park in the carpark that threatens numberplate recognition and dire consequences on all who park there overnight. Cross fingers for me - they'd have to be pretty tight to punish me because the organisers haven't arranged parking so as not to disrupt residents, right...?
Turned out S was home too, and watching telly loudly in her room, but she didn't do more than call out hi when I did, and I don't want to breathe my Horrid Germs all over her, so I put my earphones in to watch Doctor Who on iPlayer, and hid with a medicinal glass of Drambuie (which I can actually taste!) I feel bad that I'm going to be coughing all night, but...
Also - Doctor Who!
I quite enjoyed that! The Doctor was fun - I liked his bickering with Robin, though there wasn't really time for them to do it justice, and I loved his spoon. *g* I liked that we're moving from angsty-was-I-evil-really-Doctor to maybe-we-can-be-a-hero-really-if-we-work-out-what-that-is-Doctor too. Robin and his Merry Men were brilliantly annoying - a sort of... gentle Lord Flashheart! (Oh, Rik Mayall...)
Clara started off quite real again, I thought - at last we see some passion from her! - but then she descended into I'm-so-clever-and-beautiful-and-clever again, which I was sorry about... I liked her in the first Capaldi ep, didn't like her again last week, nearly liked her again this week... I just... still don't know anything about her, except "pretty and sassy". Alan a Dale caught my eye - he looked familiar, and then I wondered if he just reminded me of Tristan Farnon (Peter Davison), so I googled - and it turned out he's actually married to Mark Gatiss! Not that he was at all familiar to me cos of that, but I love finding out cool things when I'm trying to find out something else entirely...
And right - let's see if it's late enough that I can open my window a bit for some air without the music festival keeping me awake (it's only in a pub down the road!), and if I'm tired enough that I won't keep waking up S. And tomorrow, after I've done some work, I'm going to see if I can nip out to something cool I've had my eye on, to make up for missing more London... if I do, there will be pictures!
My cold just got worse and worse, and though I dragged myself out for a walk to the river after the course...
...and paused at Amico Bio for a veggie dinner on the way back, I was soooo tired, and I just took myself back to my hotel room and collapsed.Today was almost as bad - though I was a bit more awake for longer, which was good, becuse I decided I couldn't possibly force an entire YHA dorm room listen to me cough and sniff all night, and so I drove home instead of having an extra free day in town.
Got back to WH safely, even stopping at the big supermarket in nearby town to pick up some more tissues, only... I knew there was a music festival here this weekend, and that was one reason I was planning to stop in London. I figured I'd eardrop and cottonwool my ears and let the tinnitus take over. Not ideal, but hey-ho... What I hadn't thought about was that everyone would have nicked the parking! Gargh! So I've had to park in the carpark that threatens numberplate recognition and dire consequences on all who park there overnight. Cross fingers for me - they'd have to be pretty tight to punish me because the organisers haven't arranged parking so as not to disrupt residents, right...?
Turned out S was home too, and watching telly loudly in her room, but she didn't do more than call out hi when I did, and I don't want to breathe my Horrid Germs all over her, so I put my earphones in to watch Doctor Who on iPlayer, and hid with a medicinal glass of Drambuie (which I can actually taste!) I feel bad that I'm going to be coughing all night, but...
Also - Doctor Who!
I quite enjoyed that! The Doctor was fun - I liked his bickering with Robin, though there wasn't really time for them to do it justice, and I loved his spoon. *g* I liked that we're moving from angsty-was-I-evil-really-Doctor to maybe-we-can-be-a-hero-really-if-we-work-out-what-that-is-Doctor too. Robin and his Merry Men were brilliantly annoying - a sort of... gentle Lord Flashheart! (Oh, Rik Mayall...)
Clara started off quite real again, I thought - at last we see some passion from her! - but then she descended into I'm-so-clever-and-beautiful-and-clever again, which I was sorry about... I liked her in the first Capaldi ep, didn't like her again last week, nearly liked her again this week... I just... still don't know anything about her, except "pretty and sassy". Alan a Dale caught my eye - he looked familiar, and then I wondered if he just reminded me of Tristan Farnon (Peter Davison), so I googled - and it turned out he's actually married to Mark Gatiss! Not that he was at all familiar to me cos of that, but I love finding out cool things when I'm trying to find out something else entirely...
And right - let's see if it's late enough that I can open my window a bit for some air without the music festival keeping me awake (it's only in a pub down the road!), and if I'm tired enough that I won't keep waking up S. And tomorrow, after I've done some work, I'm going to see if I can nip out to something cool I've had my eye on, to make up for missing more London... if I do, there will be pictures!
