After a great start...(or 'Holiday House Arrest')

Oh. Dear. 

This my friends is NOT SUNBURN. I'm not an idiot, I was properly tooled up with factor 50+. This is rosacea. 

I kind of thought as I've rather gloatingly been posting about how fabulous everything is for me on my amazing holiday, that you might all feel slightly less hard-done by if you knew that not everything was totally rosy...or rather was so rosy it actually properly hurt. A lot.

This is what a severe rosacea flare looks like.  Believe it or not, this is on the mend, and I'm feeling marginally less freaked out. That might sound a bit weird, to be freaked out by what probably looks to you like a rather nasty rash and not much more...but some of the extreme swelling around my eyes has eased off, so at least I know it's not going to get worse (I cannot tell you how disconcerting it is to feel your face gradually heating and swelling up...). Plus, I don't look quite so much like I've just got in from a night of binge drinking and punch-ups. Win win I say.

It's a little bit of a holiday spoiler, that much is for sure. We decided not to go to Uluru, in part because I knew I was coming down with this a few days ago. But it's just a big rock right?...(I really wanted to go see the big rock).

But in the greater scheme, it's only a bit of a spoiler, as I'm strangely and calmly happy to just hang out with Nelson. Or, more accurately, AT Nelsons, as I am most definitely staying mostly indoors until things have improved considerably. Then it's factor 50+ Zinc Stick for me, no messing about. Sun BLOCK not just sun screen.

Feel free to offer sympathy, bad-taste jokes, and any advice that comes to mind, no matter how wild or whacky. 

The other thing you may notice about this photo is that Eric Morecambe is apparently alive and well and hiding behind Nelson's sofa...