These are my new found best friends. Orange juice with lemonade, tea and paracetamol. Yes dear friends I have yet another cold and this one’s a good ‘un. I even have painful glands under my arms, which I haven’t had for many a long year, I sometimes squeak because it hurts when I move.
There are some good things to having a cold. One which I must tell you, which made me deliriously happy, or was that just the fever last night.. Is that in the middle of the night I was wide awake feeling quite unwell and I heard a pair of tawny owls calling for a good half an hour. They sound so hauntingly beautiful, its one of my great joys in life to hear them call.
I completely stripped our bed this morning as it was soaking wet from last nights fever. Thinking or rather cheating… that I would wash and then tumble dry to within an inch of the bed linen’s life and pop back on. (My mother has to air clothes/bedclothes for days on end..) Talk about best laid plans of mice and men, the washing machine broke… so I have sodden bed clothes hanging on the line and I will have to search out a fresh lot for tonight, which really wasn’t the plan.
So I think I will go back to laying on the sofa until son no.1 comes home and he can help me make my bed.