Just a thought that I woke up with today. I am on holiday for a week and I awoke with a very sore throat, hot nose . . . you know the feeling. It occurred to me that when I go on holiday all the germs go on holiday to, and their destination is . . . well it's me. So I thought I would do a wee sketch in between the sanding, glossing and drinking of cold medicine, here it is, the germs look like they are enjoying themselves don't they?