80. Urrrrrgggghhhh

I feel like SHIT.  Before you think this is a cancer moan, it isn't (yippee!).  I have a cold.  Head.  Chest.  Lack of energy.  Scratchy throat.  Racking cough.  I went to bed early because I felt crappy but couldn't sleep.  Read till 2am, got up, had a drink and a cough, went back to bed, read some more.  Finally, finally, fell asleep about 3/4am.  Up at 6 for a drink.  Bloke woke up at 8.30.  Finally managed to drag myself downstairs by 11.  Oh well.  It ain't life threatening.  Although if I get a temperature it could be.  Meh.