Testing

So Harry's cough had developed into a regular dry cough. No nursery for him, and a bit of a worry that he'd caught the large.

Plans to register Sandy were put to one side. Instead we took Harry for Covid testing. Out to parts of the airport never visited before. On way home, he fell asleep and slept until late afternoon. Not right.

But the recovery was almost as quick as the descent. Cartoons, garlic bread, bolognese, before he was running round the garden and in and out of the garage. Better. Test result came through late: negative.