I’ve been nursing an annoying cold which has involved 2 days off work curled up on the sofa drinking Lemsip, and coughing my guts up (lovely, sorry).

My asthma always gets worse when I’m ill and this occasion is no exception- those who know the feeling of an elephant sitting on your chest (!) know that there’s no doing anything remotely strenuous until you can breathe properly again. 

So despite feeling angsty about not doing any exercise, I’m paying attention to my body and letting myself get better. 

I did manage a short stroll down to the river the other night, to get some fresh air, and admire the eerie scenery, swathed in the evening fog. 

Everything came out with a bit of an orange glow from the streetlamps. 

I spy a swan hiding in the murk…

Hope you’re all avoiding the winter bugs so far!