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[taimatsu]

I am awake and alive. My clothes for work are clean and fairly un-wrinkled; I have yoghurt for breakfast; but I have a sore throat which is giving me the beginnings of a croak and I can't get the Plan Your Journey page from http://www.nationalrail.co.uk to load the damn railway page took ages to load, but it's there now. Phew.

So, just the throat to worry about. I will be off down to the Co-op in a minute to buy painkillers and things to make soothing drinks with - I hope they have lemons.

Why does this have to happen now?

Comments

[hairyears.livejournal.com]

"Croak"..? Be positive. Today you have a seductive and husky voice.

Actually, no. That's probably A Bad Thing: half of your LJ friends list will be thinking 'Husky' and seeing mental images of dogs being strapped into complicated leather harnesses. This is not work-safe and we really don't need it on a Monday morning.

Mind you, dogsleds and shouting 'mush' are probably a perfectly reasonable alternative to the vagaries of RailTrack.

[hoiho.livejournal.com]

Good luck!

[abi]

Train times? You want this website, you do. It's much better than the official one, although it does rather depend on the official one at least pretending to work so that it can steal the information.

Whisky is probably the best solution for the throat. Best of luck for the job.