Bruton mansions at easter has been a quiet place.
Primarily due to me being bloody horribly ill. Typical really, I stay lovely and healthy all term but then we get to holiday time and it's time to hit the deathbed.
It's been so bad these last couple of days that I've been waking up in the middle of the night and, unable to return to sleep, have settled down on the sofa and watched dvds until the rest of the family is awake. Then later on I'll crashout and sleep when I can.
Molly, throughout all this, has been wonderful. This appeared on my desk yesterday:
Hopefully I'll be better soon and Molly and I will be able to enjoy a proper holiday.