Oh blimey! I'm home but I'm poorly. I've got a temperature and lower back ache, probably a virus I caught from someone on the plane home. I'm also in a vague panic about Holy Week, I can't be ill for Holy Week as I have so much to do! I fully realise that this is meant to be a time of quiet reflection for all Christians, but my head is swimming with meals I have to cook, children and husband I have to organise, visitors I have to welcome...not to mention all of the church services that go on over the week...oh and then there's all of the secular stuff, Easter egg hunts and Easter bonnet making, Easter decorating, shopping and banking, school stuff and my tutoring. Every GCSE and A level student is panicking right now as exams are looming, all my pupils want extra time going over stuff they should've known years ago!!! People, I'm stretched a bit thin! So, I have a couple of options. I could cure my cold naturally with ginger cordial...but my ginger cordial is just spicey brandy and I really can't take my drink, after a couple of glasses I'd end up like a strumpet in a Hogarth etching! Or, I can abandon all pretentions to natural living and get myself some Day Nurse...just like the adverts tell me...and soldier on. I'm choosing the latter option. Woe, oh woe is me!