Still have the cold this morning but it's not as bad as it was. With any luck it'll be another of those strange 24-hour colds like I had before, as I don't want it to linger around on Saturday. Luckily most of the Mahler is quite low in the voice except for the final section... I don't want to have spent all this time perfecting my top Bs and have my voice give up on me at the final hurdle...
As it turns out, I might as well have had the day off sick, as the majority of fee earners are out on training and hence the work is a bit thin on the ground. I just didn't want to get a NOC and/or only be in for one day this week, as the former is annoying, and the latter is taking the piss.
*wills cold to go away*
Personally, I blame the train home. Whilst it was chilly in Cheshire (ee, it's grim up north), it wasn't anything horrendous. On the journey home from Manchester I was sitting in a draft, which is generally worse than cold weather, especially as I didn't have my coat on.
Anyway, this morning I've filled myself full of sugar and vitamins (orange&lemon muffin from Pret and a can of their 'Red Defence' drink, which is full of good things) and hopefully I won't spend the entire day being starving... Last night I had about a quarter of Paul's tea in addition to my own because I was so hungry. (We had green pesto chicken pasta with button mushrooms.)
Naturally, as the sore throat had kicked in at about noon, I had to call off swimming, and judging by the fact I couldn't breathe properly by 8.00pm, it's probably just as well...
I am sleeeeeepy... Not due another tablet for two hours, either. :(