As no-one else was in the house, I felt it silly to put the heating on and put my snuggly dressing gown on over the top of my clothes, with a second pair of socks. Thank goodness the postman didn't need to knock today.

Unfortunately, after remembering to stop and have some lunch, I was ill again.

I took another break to make some fairy cakes - gluten free. These at least looked like the real thing. The loaves - well, I don't know yet how they taste but they look like cast concrete door stops.
I finally gave up at 6.30pm, put the fire back on, and - gasp - watched some television. Do you know, it actually does channels for adults, not just for children? I hadn't realised that ;-)
The boys came home in fine spirits, and tasted the cakes

I think it's going to be another early night for me. The trouble is, as a Mum, you don't get the chance to have a day off sick to get better. Who mothers the mothers?! I hate the way that it makes every cold or bug drag on so.
Mutter, mutter, mumble, feeling sorry for myself....

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