I’ve gone down with a virus. Here I am, surrounded by all the stuff necessary to go, and it’s a beautiful morning. But I spent all of yesterday in bed, unable to move, and awoke with a temperature/headache again this morning. Fortunately rather better today, but rather frustrated.
Maybe I shall be fit tomorrow, or maybe Wednesday.
The best laid plans of mice and men …
Of course, if I could just drive to the college, park outside, and get a porter to help with my bags, then it would be much easier to take a chance on it and just go. But with the “war on the private motorist” in Oxford, it’s quite another thing for someone not entirely well to drive there, park outside the centre, struggle with luggage, try to get a taxi to the college, etc etc.
UPDATE: Feeling very bored. There is a limit to the number of novels I can read, and I think I exceeded that yesterday.