Good morning to all my readers. I'm sitting downstairs, all the windows are open to cool the place and it has been raining. The forecast is for another glorious day so I'm making the most of the cool while I can.
I have a friend upstairs, fast asleep (I hope), who is here for nearly a week. Shame about work really, isn't it?
Yesterday was a very quiet day. I was so tired that I kept nodding off and between snoozes the hay fever was not great, despite meds. At the moment I feel as if someone is attacking my brain with sandpaper - sort of gritty and rough and irritated.
Maybe I need another coffee :-)