Even the best laid plans

There's not much more miserable than getting sick on your holidays.

Mr A spent 95% of the day sleeping and vomiting, drifting between bed and armchair in front of the warm fire.

The other 5% was when I persuaded him to come for a walk in the Dyrhaven, the Danish Royal Deer Hunting Park that is next door to my friend's house where we are staying.

He managed to walk about 300m into the forest before it was all too much and we had to turn back.
Poor love.
Well, a day of coffee, knitting, laundry and catch up with Esther was my bonus. She dropped my teenagers in the middle of Copenhagen and they had their own adventures getting back via the Little Mermaid etc.