NINEVEH: is eating dinner.
NINEVEH: sniffs again.
NINEVEH: reaches for omnipresent hankie and realises that this isn't the sniff of the termninally knackered nose. This is a far more ominous sniff.
This is the sniff of an approaching cold. Guess what other symptom has heralded my last few colds. That's right: painful eyes.
In better news, I have finished the top I have been sewing, and can tidy away the paraphenalia scattered all over the flat. I am pleased with the top. It has a Liberty waterlily print on it (artnouveau_ho the one I bought when with you), and is a nice step between T-shirts and silk blouses.