DOMINOES.

Funny how life decides to knock you down in rows sometimes isn't it? Sometimes the momentum is great, you get on a roll and it all falls in your favour. Then others it's just blow after blow after blow, often out of the blue and for no apparent reason. She says, wiping the germs from her brow whilst attending to the snot machine which is my head. I feel like I've just run a marathon in a heatwave, only to be knocked to the ground by a ten foot bouncer just before the finish line, to be trampled on by the remaining runners. My bones hurt. Yes, I have that evil three letter bug that has rudely interrupted me in the first few days of sunshine in London. Sod it. I'm going to drag myself to the park in my street to try and find a spot of sunshine to wither in. Inabit.