Sick as a

Very sick thing. I'm off work today. I am choked up with a heavy cold and my throat feels like I'm swallowing razor blades. Can't really order my thoughts. I wanted to write a wee bit on the Edinburgh Military Tatoo since I caught a bit of the coverage the other day on TV. I can just about manage to type this but it's taking ages because I have to keep correcting my bad spelling. My brain doesn't work today. I think that's it. Spare a sympathetic thought for poor old me.