Thursday 15 December 2011: The House at the End of the Path
I am completely uninspired in the writing department. We are both in the throes of a nasty drippy cold, which makes for poor news. It's all about kleenex and drinking lots of water, hot soup and staying bundled up. I sit be-scarved by the fire, and rest my hot little eyeballs. And soon I will be all better. Him too.