Ho hum. I'm sitting at home feeling unexpectedly annoyed, for no particular reason.

I would be wandering out at this point to find out whether people are in the pub or at the Winter Ale Festival, but I'm unconvinced that I'd be good company if I did; and also Mary points out that this feeling of general grumpiness might be the tail end of my illness from earlier in the week, in which case I should probably stay at home and rest just in case.

*sigh*

I fear this means I'll miss the Winter Ale Festival entirely this year, owing to one or more prior bookings both tomorrow and Saturday. Oh well; such is life.