Xitla! Gnien!
My cold is almost over, you'll be glad to hear, and I'm just at the clearing-out stage now. About fifteen minutes ago I blew my nose with such vigour that I went temporarily deaf in one ear! I know being deaf is a rubbish affliction, but for a while I was quite excited, as learning sign language has prepared me for this eventuality. As long as I never talk about anything but food and small animals again, I am ready! But as I was preparing Duncan for this new phase in our relationship, there was a strange squelchy sound and my hearing returned. Just as well, really. Duncan is planning to make a robotic arm in case he ever loses one of his, "because when I only have one arm I won't be able to make it". Never say that we don't plan for the future in this house.