I’m working in Liverpool Street for a few days. I feel absolutely terrible. I am on the verge of catching the cold/flu/sickness/man flu thing that’s been going round. I was sneezed on at the Library and I was sneezed on at the Krypton Factor. It was only a matter of time.
The work didn’t come in today. The client put the meeting back at the last minute so I read up on Gallo Wines on their website. I felt too lousy to do any real research such as drink some, but I managed a half hearted browse round Spitalfields Market. I’m definately ill as I didn’t buy anything.
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