Unfortunately, despite my every endeavour, I had to pull out of the trip I was expecting to go on yesterday.

I woke up in a complete sweat, with various aching muscles and joints, and I thought it was advisable not to subject a room full of 50 people to whatever I've got :)

So my partner went off by herself, and turned what was supposed to be a 2, 3 or 4 day break near Cardiff for the pair of us into a day trip. The friend was suitably surprised, suitably horrified, didn't want any of the presents, loved them all, etc. Exactly the same as when we set up a similar party for her 60th birthday two years ago (she's very trusting). My partner got back in the evening saying she'd enjoyed herself, and that it had been raining in Wales for the last two months. Well, duh. It's Wales, isn't it?

I didn't have a temperature at all, or a cough, and my chest seems ok, so I guess it isn't the dreaded swine flu. It's probably "just some virus" I picked up last week while out shopping. It's the school holidays, innit, and there's all these young disease vectors running about all over the place.

I'm feeling better today than I was yesterday, but I'm going to keep a low profile for a couple of days.

As my mother always says, "if it isn't one thing, it's always something else".