I have a headache...

I put it down to too much sun. At lunchtime today I escaped from the icebox that is my office, and went to get some lunch. Today I knew what I wanted, and where to get it (rare roast beef, parmigiano and arugula with mustard in a baguette from Pret) - very unusual for me as regular readers would know. However when I emerged into the sunshine, it reminded me of a line from a Betty Macdonald book called The Plague and I - one of my favourite books. It is autobiographical and is about a woman during the Depression in the USA who gets tuberculosis and goes to a state funded sanitorium. Their method of curing TB then was bedrest in very cool rooms. At one point Betty is with the advanced patients lying out on the verandah in the shade, when a beam of sunlight hits the back of her head. She was so cold that she said she felt like a frozen chicken that had just been slid into the warm oven. I never really knew what that felt like until today. The sun was so wonderful hitting me after the cold office, that I positively basked, wallowed and melted my way along 6th avenue. Normally I would head into the subway passages to avoid crossing all the streets between me and my lunch, but today I welcomed little red crossing men as it meant I could stand longer and soak up some more rays... Lovely!
That of course made me remember smugly that I had put sunscreen on my face this morning. Whilst in the UK RRPP decided to provide me with some gifts for my birthday (lovely of her). Amongst these were skincare products from the Philosophy range. Well, I have never been a cosmetics/skincare person (not hard to guess looking at me), but with my advanced years I knew something had to be done so I made some hints to RRPP. Now RRPP has tried every product there is and is somewhat of an afficionado - you want to know about skincare, ask her. She will generally be found wandering around the first level in Selfridges picking up samples. You want to know how to drywall or change a washer - ask me. Are we really genetically related??
So anyway, I am now back in the land of skincare. With a Sephora around every corner I am now stockpiling Philosophy skincare. Over the weekend I treated myself to an oxygen peel. I now layer on "Save Me" with some "Hope in a Tube" and "Hope is Not Enough" cream once I have cleansed with "Purity made simple". I also have "On a Clear Day" superwash for at night. Hence the need for SPF under my "Hope in a Bottle" during the day. A new guilty secret to hide. I may sneak back tonight and get the "Pigment of your Imagination" or maybe "Unplastic Surgery", just to annoy her.
Now, none of this has anything to do with my headache I am sure. Intellectually I find my headaches very interesting. I don't get the bog standard ones very often - maybe once a year or so. I do get migraines every now and then but they are a whole different kettle of fish! I think this headache may be to do with being at work. After a lovely weekend shopping (yes, me, shopping, not one of my favourite things, but it is so EASY here), and watching the Open golf while on the bike in the gym (had to slip that in too), I think my body does not want me to be at work. So I am going to listen to my body. And go home...