Sickly Still

It's not even a school day and the wee man's still under his duvet on the couch. Even the opportunity of helping out with a bit of housework didn't get him back on his feet and that normally always has him enthusiastically participating. Not.

Still, he's got his survival kit to hand:

» Lucozade
» More Lucozade
» iPod
» TV/Sky Remote
» 216 magnetised ball bearings
» Strepsils
» Ibuprofen
» Amoxycillin

He wasn't so much snoring here, more of a rattle with all that inside him.

No outdoor photography today, spent far too much time looking for bits of paperwork in amongst drawers full of the stuff. Why we keep even a tiny percentage of that I'll never know, but there's a tree's worth at least now consigned to the recycling bin. Job done.

It's not been all bad though, Scotland's rugby team eventually remembered where the touch line at Murrayfield was and have avoided the wooden spoon, and now Ireland are putting England's gas at a peep in fairly emphatic fashion. Which is nice.