Sick Boy

He was quite happy here, he'd just got in from school. Less happy a few hours later when it became his turn to get stomach cramps and then get ill. I've infected the entire household now. My work is done.

My status has been upgraded from delicate flower to weak kitten. I celebrated by booking the flights for Mallorca this summer while Theresa was shouting chaaaarge.

Mrs Smith has been writing scripts all day, I've been writing words inside wheels and, thanks to Megan of this parish, got Eve sorted with a great work placement.