Just passing through
I've got the cold (or something) from hell. A bowling ball sized lump settled in my throat and chest last Sunday and stubbornly refuses to leave.
Two things: here's a a study on how too much sleep is not a good thing and second, results from the World Figure Skating Championships.
In the next few days, I shall have my thoughts for you on "The Autobiography of Henry VIII" by Margaret George. Yes, my time with Henry has finally come to an end and on a day when I'm feeling less tepid, I will let you know what I thought about this particular novel.