welcome to trappism

i toyed with the idea of calling this post "the silence of madame's" but for once bad punnery lost.

as is my voice - still absent after 3 days, officially awol so off to le docteur went i. and the verdict - i have A Virus resulting in broncho-laryngitis. impressive, hein?

and i am forbidden to utter even the merest whisper or my voice won't come back. so i am reduced to communicating in a very marcel marceau fashion - a mixture of raised eyeborws, gesticulation, skipping and the old fashioned writing on a note pad.
unfortunately my handwriting is notoriously difficult to read so i have to print carefully, with extra tongue protrusion

this is not good for witty repartee but i think will make me a more polite communicator - swearing looks much worse in print