Half a day isn't too bad is it? I've managed to get through all the urgent emails and the like without screaming or throwing a tantrum. Now I'm just so tired and shivery that I'm not sure whether I'm still sick (I can't still be sick, that's 22 days already!!) or whether it's this office being stupidly heated or whether I just need more sleep.

I have no flexi-time saved up and I've got so much work to catch up on that I'd have a hell of a cheek leaving early tonight, but I don't know how I'm going to get through this afternoon

Edit to add Angie at work has seen how down I was getting and has left me a very yummy picture of Colin Farrell on my desk. I'm marginally happier now!

Oh and liz_marcs, if I haven't emailed you by tomorrow morning then come shout at me - I've done some reworking on those graphics and I need to send them to you! :)