Snotty Nose (2)

Unfortunately, this time the snotty nose in question is mine. Started as a sore throat on Thursday. I still went to the pub quiz. Spreading the germs about no doubt. Bob wasn't feeling too good either. No excuses tho', we came second losing by one point. If only we could have remembered the fourth member of the Gang of Four was Roy Jenkins. Ah well, maybe next week.
I woke up with a mouth like a rugby players jockstrap. Fortunately, movement meant that everything moved around and I just had a snotty nose by the time I'd showered. I was meeting my Mum from the train at 10.34 so I caught the bus into town. Much easier than the car because we'd have had to walk further to the car park. The train was only a minute late and the bus service was up to par so we only a couple of minutes to wait.
Mum didn't want to do too much. Barbara was at Braves Guild so I made some lunch and then Mum and I went into Hessle for some bread. After that we just sagged. I asked Barbara to make tea as I was going through a sneezing phase and wanted to try to restrict the germ propogation!
Barbara and Mum wanted to see the last ever Vicar of Dibley so we watched Comic Relief. Even though we had contributed, I still felt guilty that I hadn't sent more. Maybe if the pension coughs up soon, I can send a cheque. The clips from Africa are always harrowing. For me, the highlights were the Peter Kaye/Matt Lucas/Proclaimers video and Tony Blair & Katherine Tait but it was an excellent show all round.