I'm still coughing and generating snot. I hate this. My energy levels are much better, though, which is great as I don't get worn out walking to the Tube anymore. I just don't understand: what is my body trying to accomplish with all of the mucus?
Last night we saw An Inspector Calls at the Novello (click the link to read my review) and really enjoyed it. Basically it's an indictment of moralistic, superior capitalists who feel like they have no responsibility of care to the rest of society - socialist to the core. It reminded me a lot of Shaw but without the long speeches and with a much tighter (and spooky) plot. I recommend it!
Today it's off to Milan for four days to see Jordi Savall and do who knows what else. I'm looking forward to it. With luck, my cold will finally burn itself off while I'm there and I'll be able to have a really good time. If not, well, two days off work, that alone has a lot to recommend it.