The weather is officially crazy in London. One day it is freezing, the other it is pouring, and today finally we have blue skies but somehow it feels extremely cold. To make matters even worse, I have caught a cold. It is not a big deal, just a stupid cold. My French friends have told me to go to the doctor and get a prescription. As I am British now, I will get over it with hot tea. And I don't want to take the risk of being prescribed suppositories anyway -French doctors love them. Now you know.
That said, you would have thought that, in this day and age, they would know how to cure a cold in a couple of hours. But no, they don't. You just have to take it easy for a few days and wait until it goes away. Easier said than done when you have to take care of a family and a business.
There are some news. Apparently we will be staying in London for a few more years. Basically, it could have been Montreal or Perth (in Australia), but no, we will be staying. I suppose that it is a good news, but right now I could kill for some sun. I am dreaming of Australia, I need a travel fix. I was trying to relax, so I started googling hotels in Australia. Some Sydney hotels just looked lovely and made me dream. Maybe I should book a room and go. If only I could! I have never been to the Sydney Opera House. It must be fantastic. But I can't. Have you ever felt like, if you had been explained what duties and responsibilities meant, you would have said 'thanks, but no thanks!'. Surely I can't be the only one. Anyway, I decided that googling Australia wasn't relaxing after all so I just stopped. It doesn't make me feel relaxed at all, quite the opposite in fact.
So here I am, in cold London, water hot bottle at the ready, sipping tea mixed with lemon juice and honey, feeling miserable. Any advice for me?