Poorly boy

Tristan came home from school today and promptly fell asleep on the sofa. He's full of cold, and his asthma is bad. Coincidentally (or not), the temperature is at least 15 degrees colder than it was this time last week. Further proof that sun keeps (some of us) healthy.

He's dosed up with medicine, and will hopefully pick up tomorrow. Not sure how he's going to react when we tell him that he might be better off giving his football training a miss in the morning though...