I feel marginally better today, despite the continuing presence of the Cough From Hell. The sun is shining and Stratford looks positively Edenic, so I will shove myself through the shower and into clean clothes for a jaunt to the grocery store. Of course, as the veg supply is down to a box of spinach, I have to go anyway, but today I might actually benefit from exposure to the great outdoors.

Besides, I’m bored. This is my seventh day of house arrest.