I've got the lurgy, and no, it's not just a convenient excuse to not clean the bathroom or do kids' bedtimes and instead languish in bed playing with my new smartphone (actually it's a bit too smart - way too much I can't figure out). It all started on Friday night when I pretty much gave up the ghost before Friday download/big friday fun/something else with friday in the title had even started on CBBC. I got up on Saturday to take the dog to the vet (he's put on five hundred grammes and has a teensy spring in his arthritic step - being close to death obviously agrees with him) but then went all grumpy and wobbly at lunchtime and had to spend the whole afternoon under a quilt watching endless re-runs of Location Location Location and speculating quietly to my feverish self on the possible lengths of marriages likely for all those eager young couples (not long, generally, given the bossiness of the women and the sappiness of the men). I managed to make supper whilst everyone else was out on skates or scooters (alright, I put some pizzas in the oven) and then went horizontal again in the evening for a DVD (Notes on a Scandal with Judi Dench and Cate Blanchet - v.good, but a little unsettling). Anyway, I'm still feeling a bit groggy today, but I went out for a meeting anyway, and ended up just ready to lie down again by six thirty. However, I'm a bit bored of being ill now, and I'd really like to feel better again tomorrow...especially as there are no episodes of Location Location Location I haven't seen, and I really can't face Jeremy Kyle...x