Mi igraine sufferers everywhere will appreciate this - my head feels like it is about to expand and explode into a million tiny pieces. Like the sun at the end of "it's" life. Don't ask me why I suffer from them, it's just one of those things that happen to me from time to time. But I must confess today's episode is the worst in a very long time.

So what do you do when light and noise threaten to tip you over the edge into pain wracked existence? Nothing. Take a couple of tablets and ride it out, preferably in a darkened room...which I tried to do, but unfortunately for me - today was bin day...rattling bottles and crashing cans as they cascaded into the pit...oh well.

OK, tis time for the next dose. ttfn