Ill, again

Even worse than before, apparently

I have no idea how much it hurts, apparently

It's okay Charlie, the constant wailing is giving me a good idea.

Poor little ear infected thing. It must be bad if Gerry (the number one cuddly) had to come to the doctors with us.

Every cloud though, one of the benefits of working for yourself, is that you don't get a bollocking from your boss about the number of child sick days you take.