Posts about Life
One of the comments I've heard a lot of the last few days is "you sound terrible. Go home and put your feet up". Which is ironic given that overall, I'm feeling fine - it's just that I've completely lost my voice!
Always remember that trying to contact verbally with someone on the phone is pretty fuitile when you have lost your voice and can't particularly make yourself be understood very well even when someone is stood right in front of you, yet alone at the other end of a crackily phone line.
Just when things seemed to be getting better... I have now lost my voice. Oh and a bit of my tooth has disappeared.
I've tried to keep things on a usual level without descending into becoming moaning and winging but I'm afraid I'm having difficulty now. It's been a week since this bug started attacking me and to be blunt, I've had enough.
Some things I currently dislike.
In a few weeks time I will sadly no longer be making the trog to work up to the delightful Bush House. For us in New Media, this delightful location in the heart of London's west end will just be a distant memory, for we're moving to the less glamorous White City.
I have to say I don't recognise much in Manchester on the rare occasions when I go back - and what I do recognise has often changed. Finally saw the new look Hacienda - now sadly converted to flats and surrounded by lots of buildings full of glass and chrome. But whilst the city centre is looking sprucer by the visit, it's not always true of elsewhere in the city.
I think it says something about me. If I write down and tell someone that I can't be bothered to do something, I then go and do it.
I suppose I should be doing something useful with my day, but to be frank, I'm not sure I can be bothered.