I have been quite busy recently and my body has revolted. Not with a little tummy ache or a sore throat. No, with nasty cold sores that make me look like the living dead. The aftermath makes me look like I have a permanent nose bleed for a week or so.
Problem is the extra I've taken on is to give a talk or two (or three this term). I like doing the thinking. I like doing the talking. My body does not.
So I have to turn up to a lovely ladies' dinner looking feral because my face has let me down. Unreliable face. It can't be trusted (I had a cold sore on my wedding day - we have a lot of history, me and my face) Unfortunately people have to look at my face when I talk.
So I should stick to writing.