To say that the last week was dreich is something of an understatement. London has been engulfed in such a large raincloud that – although I can usually see over The City, as far as The Shard from my desk – I haven’t been able to see much further than the tree outside the window for days….
I think my appendix could be about to burst. Or something chronic.
I’ve tried to go to the doctors, but I can’t get an appointment until next Wednesday evening. I might be dead by then. The only small comfort is that I could be hailed as a martyr for the NHS. Probably not though….