A brief foray into the garden

Lovely spot of colour this self-seeded viola gives.

W spent the morning raking up oak leaves, only to be severely disgruntled when one fell on his head whilst I was talking to him.

I think I am finally on the mend.  I have never felt so ill in my entire adult life - swinging temperatures with shivering and then sweats, no appetite, weak as a kitten.  I've spent most daylight hours sitting in the garden room (if you're interested, I've back blipped my three missing days).  Today, I think my temperature is more normal.  I still have a nagging headache, and loss of umph.