What was supposed to be the week of La Grande Rentrée turned to be the week of La Grande Maladie. I can’t count the amount of tissues, cough mixtures and strepsils we have been going through so far. And there is no end in sight. After a week of going to bed at 8pm and trying to take it easy, I still feel majorly rotten.
So bear with me, please. I promise to be back soon with much more fun things to report than green slime.