Miz. Errr. Ubble.

It's November, the clocks have gone back, and I have got a cold. A sort of hover at the back of the throat and muzzy the edges of your faculties cold. The sort of cold that in a fair world you could take to bed, but in this one means you drag yourself into work and underachieve.

I read once that the South Koreans used to have a policy of menstrual leave: every menstruating woman could take a day off a month. I don't know if this had to be the first day of your period, or could be your own particular worst day of the month, but what an amazingly civilised thing to do. You will be no earthly use that day, so you might as well be under a duvet mustering the strength to venture back to the fray.

That's the sort of day I would like to be having.

They've stopped it now though. Can't fight progress, right?

joella