and still...

....I slept all day.  Woke up with no voice this morning and a dead weight for a body.  Pierre headed out in the morning to see his brother and family for lunch and I stayed put.

Have never felt more tired and ill in my life!  What a first few days of our marriage. Ha ha!  

We were supposed to go and pick up Coquine (who was staying with our friends in Glasgow) but I couldn't face the drive.  Pierre came back from his lunch in town having got his foot impaled on a spike up at the Castle! :)  So he wasn't fit to be going anywhere either!  He'd walked up the scenic route to get to the top of the Royal Mile and when he reached the top, he saw the gate was closed!  Instead of doing the half-hour walk back down and round and be late to meet his brother, he climbed the fence.  He got a few stern looks from the security lady at the front of the castle esplanade, but worse was the injury to his foot!!  He got home and bathed it and we both got an early night!!