Business As Usual

Day ten of the irritating stomach flu/fatigue/covid type thing. So, I couldn’t help out in the garden but I was there in spirit, watching Mrs S from the cludgie window.

Ossian is now poorly with something similar so has had to call off from work tomorrow.

What didn’t help my demeanour today was that the pug is also under the weather and ended up in our bed at 4am. From that point onwards he decided he could only sleep if he was lying across my bladder region.

In an attempt to fight back I’ve put every type of vegetable to hand into the slow cooker with a ton of garlic and spices.