Well the man flu feels slightly better, I may have got through the worst of it, so I have spent the morning going through several 1000 new songs and talking to friends on the phone and remembering songs that match certain occasions.
Mr Travers is arriving at 12 to watch the Grand Prix, so I am making some bread, just waiting for the first rise then will get stuck into it again and then shape it into a large bloomer, we are going to have bacon butties and cappaciono..