Snuffling

How does a cold come back?

Bad enough that I suddenly suffered a massive lurgy attack when some mates came up in mid-December, last night it returned with such scratchy-throated vehemence I got no sleep at all. Result? We didn't go to the Lion King tonight. Fortunately we can get a full refund, but I'm annoyed at being so faint, so ill.

I went to bed early, woke up around coughing and spluttering. Sitting upright so as not to exacerbate phlegm on my chest, cats sat all around me watching in case I make a mad dash for the food bowls.

Donated to this https://www.wires.org.au/
And because there is nothing else I can do, and all other thoughts on the subject lead to misery I turn my mind to something else.

The Beeb's Drac?

The first episode was best,the second was OK, the third was rife with the usual Moffat and Gatiss problems, but still an interesting retelling. Episode 3 was tiresome for all it remained clever. There were interesting takes on Harker and Van Helsing, and a smart decision to just get Mina Murray out of the way. Lucy Westenra didn't quite work because the idea revolved around her being in love with death, and she wasn't. She was in love with her own beauty, a millennial stereotype of sex and selfies. Death at the end of the bed made her scream just as it would make anyone else scream. It's OK in a way - Lucy Westenra was a cipher in the original story, so she might as well be a cipher here - but it weakens Drac's rationale for choosing her.

And of course, a lot of it didn't make sense, much cramped plottage, much dialogue skimming very hazy plot concepts.. But I've seen a lot worse. Claes Bang did well as the psychopath who understands perfectly and still doesn't care, Dolly Wells was very able as Van Helsings I and II. Both actors worked well off an intensely charged vibe which distracted from some real rubbish.

Nothing's perfect. This was OK.

I think I will just kip on the sofa. Don't want to wake R up with my wheezing and snuffling.