You're ill and you know you are.

If you've been wondering where I've been this last week the answer is "sick." The persistent cough was robbing me (and more importantly J) of too much sleep and was becoming debilitating. A day at work which shouldn't have been hard became almost intolerable and I had a very rough night. Straight to the doctor to find there was a fungal infect in my lung. I took the medicine and the day off work to rest. However, I coughed so hard through the night I didn't sleep at all and by dawn I was coughing up blood. Two more days off ensued but for most of this time I didn't have the energy or inclination to look at a computer screen (amazing) or even listen to music (it's never a passive listen these days). Today I feel a lot better in myself but will need to see the doctor again because (restrains shouty voice) the cough is still here!

OK. Enough self pity. Did anyone see the Channel Five (UK) series about a classical conductor trying to make a 40 piece choir from the Blackbird Leys estate in Oxford. Watch it, if not for the process of people learning to become singers then for a glimpse in to the very real side of Oxford that never, ever gets shown in television programmes and films. Until now, obviously.