Recovering.

Well, goo production has slowed enough that I can sleep relatively untroubled, but I'm now coughing, mostly tickly at the back of the throat. It's an improvement of sorts, I suppose. I've taken the tree and the cards down and now I'm going to write my thank-you letters. The season is over, except for the office Christmas do, which is in two weeks time. And it's been a good one; thanks to all of you who sent me cards, bought me treats and had fun with me over the last week or so. Here's to the next year.