Bwwwwwwop

That's the sound my stomach just made. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing, but I think it's probably a BAD thing. Oh dear, please feel sorry for me. I feel grotty all over. I had a wondrous lovely holiday, skiing was fabulous, but I picked up the lurgy of doom on the way back and I have been bed ridden for the last few days.

I came into work on Monday with a very sore throat, struggled through the day, went home and basically collapsed. I spent Tues gargling salt water and overdosing on painkillers, and by yesterday the doom throat was gone but I was left feeling like I had been drugged with horse tranquilizers. I basically slept for most of the day, I figured out that I was only awake for 7 hours in total.

Today I woke up feeling marginally better so I came into work. I managed some food this morning which is a good sign. And now I have to train up the new person who is sat in my desk. I had to do that on Monday as well, when I was feeling so crapdoodle. I basically came back from holiday on Monday to find that a new person was sat in my desk and I had been relegated to the cold, drafty old desk but ALL OF MY STUFF including my hard drive with email, etc, is still over where she is sat which is really rude. I am sat here at a weird computer which was redundant until recently, feeling poorly and shat upon. The first thing I had to do on Monday morning was to carry my drawers and clobber across the office into this desk where I'm sat now. CHEERS.

It's OK, I have handed my notice in. I wouldn't normally rant about working conditions but I'm off in a certain number of weeks and my bosses have made it blatantly obvious that they couldn't give a crap about me now that I'm leaving so...

On a more happy note, my holiday ruled!! Skiiing is great! A little scary yes, but great. I am a very slow skiier, I got some impressive bruises on me batty, but wow wow wow what fun. Going right to the very top of a beautiful mountain, breathing in the clean air and getting all the way to the bottom without falling over was just about the best thing ever. I also was made to ski down a mountain at night while drunk, which I was a bit upset about at the time but in retrospect I'm glad I achieved. I was shitting myself at the time in all honesty. God so much to tell! I must get some pics up soon.

We went to Les Arcs which is so great for total beginners like me - loads of nice easy blue runs to get my teeth into. My friends were so amazingly calm and patient with me, I was the only novice and they really looked after me so well.. So thankyou Sue, Laurie, Fran & James. The nightlife was so funny, we had two ridiculous nights out in the town. Our chalet host Tom was just awesome, basically a Michelin starred chef, cooking up gorgeous 3 course meals each night. And the 2 randoms we ended up sharing our chalet with - Andy & John, were just two really super guys, we couldn't have asked for better company. Anyway I heartily recommend skiing.