“She consumed books like a whale eats krill.” — Flavia de Luce
It happens once a year, usually around this time … I have the lurgy … or, as it is better known, strep throat. My head feels like it’s going to roll away under the hedge outside, and I cannot swallow even my own spit!
So you will excuse me if I take a few days off from the blog-O-sphere and go hide on the couch (in my PJs).
Normal service will resume shortly!