Just raising my head after the best part of two days in bed. Along with yarn, and lots of happy memories of Yarndale I brought back a cold.
It completely felled me and I’ve not even unpacked from Yarndale.
I’ve felt so poorly that I’ve done no knitting, and not even thought about opening a bag of clay.
Today is the first day I’ve felt like I have a brain back in my head, and I can feel some sofa sitting coming on, but for the moment I’m still in bed, laptop on knee and three lovely cats keeping me company.