Tis the season

... to catch a fever and be sick and hot and icky and have no appetite and be uncomfortable and exhausted. Aaaaw. Poor Molly.

And me with an inner ear infection and dizziness and vertigo and feeling sick and deafness and whistling buzzing wheeeing noises and ...

Oh dear, tis the season to be jolly. Right. We've got plenty of time to recover before it's officially the season. So come on Calpol, come on antibiotics, do your magic.