Weapon of choice

Even though he is feeling crap and had been fast asleep in front of the telly for an hour there was no way he was letting go of the remote control. But we managed to get good at very gently changing the channel without disturbing him... until we woke him up by giggling.

Poor soul, he's got a throat so raw and swollen that he wasn't been able to speak for a whole day. Bit better today, croaked at me occasionally but is still white as a sheet. Like some odd ghostly frog prince.

He insists he's going to work tomorrow. I'm not taking any bets!



Smell Diary

Again, nothing new today. I think I'll just note new smells as they happen, I reckon the initial rush is over.