Tuesday

The coughing fits are much better during the working day - I actually manage to get a lot of work done and apart from a nasty half hour at the end of the day, settled by my handy bottle of Benylin, all goes well.

At home I get straight onto finishing the Football Basement edit as Alex arrives tomorrow for a few days and so if I don't finish it now I never will. It turns out to be a very quick process compared with the earlier podcasts we did and it ends up as a (hopefully) quite tight 51 minutes. Amazingly it's within 2 seconds of being exactly the same length as the last one so it seems we're getting a sense of how long to talk for and I'm getting a feel for how much should stay in.

Ant pops round when I'm midway through to swap Generation Kill video files for our Mad Men Season One and helps me tweak the sound on the podcast a little to make it a bit louder. Nice to get a little professional advice on this decidedly amateur project. I upload the podcast and put the word out on Facebook and Twitter. Hopefully people haven't forgotten about us completely.

K gets home later and we watch a few episodes of Mad Men season two which is starting to get very intriguing indeed and hard to turn off, but eventually tiredness must win. Annoyingly as soon as we get to bed I start to have more coughing fits, resulting in myself not being able to get to sleep and, of course, keeping K up. At around four we both get so frustrated that I grab the spare duvet and go try and sleep in the living room. Bastard cough.