It’s a beautiful day outside.

But I’m inside. I’ve been sick with a nasty cold for the last seven days. There’s nothing worse than being sick on the cusp of summer. I’ve been in bed, trying to kill off my bordom and my cold. It hasn’t helped. Most of my days are spent sleeping. Or watching television shows via the BBC.

My newest love is Robin Hood, the modern adaptation of the beloved legend. Maybe it’s really a revisitation to a forgotten love? I was obsessed with Robin Hood as a child, always imagining what Sherwood Forest was like, and how it could work out for Robin and Marian to live happily ever after. Those were the days.

I love the BBC.