Yesterday Thomas was looking at all the fruit and veg for his shop and he called the small plastic cabbage a plum. When I said I thought it was a red cabbage, he looked at me and said (in his don't be silly Nana voice) that it wasn't red it was purple! He's right of course.

Both boys now have some foul tasting antibiotics in liquid form for their Scarlet Fever, and they both required a lot of persuasion to accept it. Three doses a day for ten days is a lot of horror, but hopefully they'll get used to it.

I'm not working in the charity shop tomorrow, even with a mask on. It's a confined space and I don't want risk giving it to anyone... if I have it of course...