Gone

Poor H is not well, in bed by 7.30 last night. She had to miss Guides, her football match, going to the cinema and a friend staying for a sleepover, not a great weekend. Not feeling brilliant myself so we've had a quiet day, not too ill that we couldn't finish off the last bit of Christmas cake though. I've managed to get us tickets for the local panto, some of H's friends are dancers in it. After the staff originally thought there were no tickets left we've got front row seats, something to look forward to on Thursday.