In the garden

My worst Covid day so far - felt properly rubbish all day.  I sat out in the garden in my PJs for a while in the late morning, but had to come back in when our window cleaner turned up.  I was off sick, but called into work for a discussion with three other colleagues about our final salary pension scheme (which was closed to new accruals several years ago, and which they now want to de-link from our salary).  Think I feel slightly more reassured now than before we met - maybe we're not being as royally screwed over as I first thought.

Also spoke to my Mum, who was feeling a little better, which is good news.  She's on antibiotics for a potential chest infection, and they seem to be doing the trick.