Pole-axed

Didn't see this one coming.

Took dad to the hospital for his transfusion this morning; stayed for a cooked breakfast with him before returning home to get on with the project. Had an unexpected text on the way, K and K2 unwell - get supplies [hence the Lucozade]. Thought nothing of it and carried on home, stopping at Sainsburys for supplies.

Settled in to a few hours in the studio, but by lunchtime was feeling a bit "out of sorts". By 2pm I was decidedly worse for wear and called J to see if he could do the hospital trip to collect Dad - not possible. Just about made it with a bit of strategic management and pre-planning, including carrying a plastic waste bin in the car with me!

Delivered Dad back home then returned home to collapse in a heap. No more work, no more anything.