Croak, urgh, die!
The cold has progressed from sinus torture to a nice cough. I suspect that huge toad/frog from "Pan's Labyrinth" has set up camp in my lungs.
On the good side, my hypocondriac students (for which read "all of them") keep giving me cough sweets and anti-fever pills. I don't have a fever, but when woozy from lack of sleep take anything given to you.
I took my Holga to work yesterday, and discovered when I arrived that the batteries had fallen out. In any other camera this wouldn't be such a problem, but in order to get them back in I had to sit in a dark room, untape the back, mess about with film, and apply sellotape to the offenders in order to keep them in place. I suspect my first roll of filmn is going to be a complete disaster...or a triumph. I'm erring on the side of disaster.
On the good side, my hypocondriac students (for which read "all of them") keep giving me cough sweets and anti-fever pills. I don't have a fever, but when woozy from lack of sleep take anything given to you.
I took my Holga to work yesterday, and discovered when I arrived that the batteries had fallen out. In any other camera this wouldn't be such a problem, but in order to get them back in I had to sit in a dark room, untape the back, mess about with film, and apply sellotape to the offenders in order to keep them in place. I suspect my first roll of filmn is going to be a complete disaster...or a triumph. I'm erring on the side of disaster.