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So my head is getting better, but at a snail's pace. Mighty annoying since before I was preggers I'd have just dosed myself up on elephant-strength painkillers and decongestant tablets and now I have to do it the slow way with paracetamol, a Vicks Stick and a fuckload of fluids. Plus my mum keeps phoning every day to see if I'm better yet. Well no, I *was* having a nap, but thanks for checking up!

I know a lot of other people on my FList are feeling poorly at present so I'm sending you all 'get well' vibes (but keeping a few for myself!)

In the meantime, this: http://www.mycathatesyou.com/cats is good fun. Pictures of mischeivious, predatory and generally angry looking tiddleses galore!

By the way for anybody who watched 'It started with Swap Shop' last night did anybody else notice the bit in a clip when John Craven was talking about a little boy's missing teddy and declared the boy 'done a picture' of said teddy? It amused me and Hubs no end and we now want all news reports to be presented in this way.

'Today there was a big explosion in Iraq. Our correspondants done a film about it. Look!'
'Police are on the lookout for a bad man what done some attacks in North London this week and they done a picture of him here. They said not to go near him if you see him though, coz he's a nasty.'

This is true.

It is a little known fact that if you call 0181 811 8181 you will get through to Going Live in 1993. This is why they had to change the area code for London, since if Sarah Greene calls the number by accident and ends up speaking to her past self she will cause a paradox which will surely destroy us all.