And yes, I feel much better today than I have in at least three weeks, perhaps even a month, which is when my voice became unreliable. Now all I need to do is to get some strength back, and attack that load of laundry still lurking in the laundry room - grown bloated and malevolent during my period of household-chore neglect. I just can't work with the treath of new lifeforms emerging from the laundry-basket any minute. But first I need to go for a few more walks, play a little Baldur's Gate and bake a carrot cake * ** *** ****.