And Then He Said

Feeling pretty grotty, to be honest. The stinker of a cold that hit has jumped across to me and I've gone from feeling fine to feeling shite in about 12 hours. Plus I'm sneezing a lot, which is killing my rib although has smeared it with ibuprofen gel and that's made it a bit less painful.

On the more positive side, I've finished my sitcom competition entry. It's not brilliant (not as good as Penny for example) but there's sparks of comedy goodness in there and anyway I don't have the time or the concentration (now that my head's all woolly) to improve it further so it will have to do.

Have also entered this, which would be a hoot if it happens. It won't, of course.