|Oh do stop sneezing. Bless you! Bless you again!|
Now TAKE US FOR A WALK!
Yes, H9 and R7 had succumbed to the occasional bout of cold, flu, vomiting bug and earache, but us grown-ups had remained remarkably and gratefully bug-free.
Until last week.
And the week before come to think of it.
The past fortnight has been one long sniffly, snuffly, sneezy, achy, vomity blast of unfriendly bugs. We've been too grumpy, too tired, too hot, too cold and just too plain ill.
Life, of course, has carried on as normal. Animals need to be fed and walked and (at this time of year) midwifed. Children need to be fed and taken to school and parties and Adran and Brownies. In between times us two grown-ups have taken it in turns to be spaced out in bed or asleep on the sofa. At least we've had each other to sympathise.
It will pass. Today the sun is shining, more lambs have been born, there's a stable to be mucked out, lambs to move from the pen into the mucked-out stable (they grow so fast!) and things to sow and plant.