Now this could be fun..

I'm sure London is lovely and has lots to do. I, however, have not been able to do any of it.

Daddy was here visiting and we took one of those sightseeing busses. Too bad this one had an open top and it was raining. They practically pushed us upstairs, armed with white plastic bin bags - nay, "raincoats" - and left us to our own demise.

Needless to say it was cold, it was wet and I got soaked. Even ruined a pair of shoes after a taxi dropped us off by a massive lake (a puddle one just couldn't jump across).

So thanks to that adventure, I now have a lovely flu. Whilst producing massive quantities of mucus is fun anywhere, it's particularly so in my massive flat in London. You see, it's massive and I have a flight of stairs to climb where ever I go. And I'm not really in a fit state to tackle those stairs.

Plus I'm all alone.

Jolly good.