I'm Sorry I 'Ave a Cold

World Book Day week - the opening of the Farlin Exhibition at StAnza Poetry Festival - moving oldest son to Edinburgh - it's a busy old week, about which I will certainly speak.  But not right now.  Right now I am going back to bed with a cold, while I can.  And as I blow my nose, again, this is the view I will be looking at.  Pathetic fallacy or what.