Stuffed-up stoat

This week is my busiest in a while - a day's training, then Radio At the Edge on Thursday, and seeing Muse at Wembley on Tuesday and Thursday nights. Plus, the Ashes starts at around 3am on Thursday morning, although trying to work out how the plugged-to-death BBC Radio Five Live podcast coverage works is beyond me (distinct lack of a mention of this on their website beoynd their preview programme).

And with enough proper work in the office to keep me going all week and a 3,000 word essay to start, let alone finish, on alternative media and national identity - stick with me - why, oh why, is now the perfect time to come down with a miserable head cold??

So I'm off work feeling rotten, stuffed up and sore-throated, but it does mean that cat and I are curled up watching Al-Jazeera English during the day.