Recuperating

I've just dragged myself out of bed at 14.30 on Saturday afternoon. I don't think I can remember ever feeling as unwell as I've felt over the last 36 hours. It was some comfort to hear Noo laughing and playing downstairs - we haven't heard that for almost a week. GravyC is now feeling decidedly 'ropey' but ZQ has yet to complain. Hopefully he's going to escape. This is the first day I've taken off sick in years!