Sigh. I have a cold, and scratchy sore throat, and achy chest. I am, therefore, grumpy.
On the plus side, as I wasn't able to make it to Edinburgh for Neil Gaiman and Ian Rankin's Book Festival appearance and Amanda Palmer's gig I am at least grumpy and full of a cold in the comfort of my own home, and not in a youth hostel or guest house in Edinburgh.
I am determined that this will be just a summer cold (even if an unecessarily vindictive one). I don't have time to have flu.