Reflections

A breath of air followed by delicious soup at Eltham Palace today.

L and I are both suffering from a very persistent cough... both of us had a rubbish night on our own, but put us together (which we needed to be) and we really struggled. Poor N was making cups of tea, fetching calpol and reading stories well into the night.

“Mummy, my cough is bad, isn’t it?”
Poor wee thing.