All in all a little tiring. On Thursday afternoon following three medical consultations, I decided to go with the majority and risk travelling. I paid a fortune to get to Cork over Easter and I wasn’t going to let a rash stop me (no poor puns, please).
You will be delighted to hear that my rash has improved enormously, thus, obviously, vindicating my decision to travel. This morning I had the stitches taken out of my neck so I spent today loping around the office like Frankenstein’s monster. It is, of course, absolutely forbidden to cover up my scars with a scarf or a polo neck. Snort. Also, I can’t get my neck wet for 48 hours. Good lord. And all this to find out that they don’t know what it was but isn’t it good that it’s getting better of its own accord. Double snort.
Am glad to hear that you had a typical trip to Ireland pog. Weather was surprisingly clement over Easter though.