Going nowhere soon….

My bum is once again welded to the sofa, watching the wood burner.

Mr G brought home a nasty virus from Paris and despite better efforts I now have it too.

Second one in the space of a month - I am very cross!! I’d only just got to the point of feeling fit enough to return to the gym a couple of days ago and now I feel like someone has sandblasted my lungs. The cough would put an 80 a day woodbine smoker to shame :-(

Oh well, another night in front of the fire and early to bed with my bottle of night nurse.