Thursday 15 March 2012: Heading nowhere...
748/365: ... in the impenetrable fog of the morning.
In fact, it scarcely burned off all day. How I wish I'd been able to get out and about taking photographs today! Instead, another strangely stressful day and just really busy.
Getting home was no quieter. Poor old Maddy Moo has got the weird chest cold thingy that Felix and I have also been suffering from... but Maddy takes suffering to a whole new level. 'I don't want to live anymore', she wailed from the confines of a wet towel after her bath, lying limply on the sofa. 'Poor sausage' I say, putting her on my lap and cuddling her. 'I'm ALWAYS ill, when will I feel well again...' she whimpered pitifully. 'Well, you were feeling okay yesterday... so... hopefully in a day or so you'll be feeling better', I try to reassure her. She continues sniffling and goes on to say that she hadn't seen Nick while she was at school and 'no-one understood how poorly I was'.
Felix, still coughing and a bit grotty, was mildly fascinated by the whole concept of phlegm. 'Is it red?', he asked. 'I really hope not', I replied. He's also been sleep walking again and has already had a night terror.
Hmmm... really haven't got anything else to say. I almost want to make something up just to not have a completely flat as a pancake day to talk about.
But, it turns out my head is empty.
PS No commute tomorrow
PPS WOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOO!!!!