Teresa and I have been sick for a few weeks now. It started with fevers, then progressed into lots of coughing, and now it’s just intolerably sore throats. Unfortunately, I’m expected to sing at the top of my lungs each night at practices for the Scarlet Pimpernel. Hence I’ve become accustomed to the taste of blood in the back of my mouth. Thankfully I have a day off tomorrow.