Bugs

Last night Master B started throwing up. This didn't stop for some hours. Before dawn Miss B was doing like wise. The squits were no better. They spent the day on the couch. By bed time Miss B was holding down water and Master B had had a slice of toast. Progress. Urgh. Am tired!

Here's Mr B taking Master B out to the garden for some fresh air before bed wrapped in a duvet. 

School will be quiet tomorrow, apparently loads of their class mates have dropped like flies over the weekend.