Woe Is Me

I am very poorly today, I feel all weird and my nose is mass producing phlegm. I've also locked myself out of my house. Curiously enough the only other time I've ever done this is was also in Falmouth when I locked myself out of the bed & breakfast I was staying on the weekend I spent looking for the house I now live in. It was two hours before I could get in again. Fortunatly I bumped into one of my housemates who will hopefully be there when I get home. But also I think the doorbell is broken so will she even know I'm there...

You know when you see Rod Steward does anybody else feel the strange need to re-apolster some furniture?