Send that honey-laden tea, would you?

Bleah. Head cold. Bleah. Sore throat. Bleah. One more day, which we will spend in London, and I don't particularly want to spend it whimpering.

Started my day with one last muddy meander down a stone avenue in Avebury, so that was good. Have some notes for a story. Pondering some possibilities for it. Also trying to figure out what the heck I'm going to do for my Nancy Tribe ficathon story (Giles/Spike prompt assigned).

Now off to meet truwest somewheres for dinner.
[sends tea]

Don't stint on the decongestants before you fly. Owwww.... [pets]
I hope the cold abates so you can enjoy the rest of your holiday.

[sends tea]