Progress

After 2 days crook in bed, I got up and dressed today. I vacuumed downstairs, had a long rest, and then vacuumed upstairs, everything in slow motion in that vague and vacant fug a heavy cold gives.

Yesterday I made the optimistic mistake of getting a couple of trout out of the freezer to smoke. Such misplaced optimism to think I'd feel up to standing about in the garage with the fish smoker.

Done now, as am I.

Fortunately a friend dropped round and handed me a container of soup and piece of cake. Understandably she handed them to me at arms length and fled.

I shall enjoy cake and yogurt and admire the vacuumed house ;-)