The strain of the strain...

Well, I'm back in Suffolk, and I brought back Covid with me for good measure. (Imagine me inserting a 'rolling your eyes' emoji here). Yep - having escaped the unpleasant, Covid-like cold bug that was tearing its way through the site a couple of weeks ago, I have picked up The Actual Virus again while seconded away in Devon.
Bloody Hell.
I don't feel too bad actually. More pissed off than anything else. I had a raging sore throat on Saturday, and a hell of a temperature yesterday, but today I feel a wee bit better. Just very sleepy. I keep drifting off while trying to read e-mails and I keep forgetting what I'm talking about halfway through phone calls. (I am, you see, being a real trooper and continuing to work from home as much as I can). Thankfully, there's no isolation or any of that avoidance malarkey going on these days (probably why I caught it in the first place) so I know I can go back to my office on the site as soon as I feel up to it. Which I really hope will be soon, because I have to admit I have missed the place!

RC 21-8-23