BoPL

Last week was an odd one – Monday was a public holiday for Easter, I worked Tuesday, then had the rest of the week off to look after the kids (schools are closed). Unfortunately on Wednesday I also came down with the sore throat that my wife had had. Not a big deal, really – it was pretty nasty for a couple of days for her, but that was all. So on Thursday the kids and I spent the whole day (as in over 8 hours!) at the local zoo. I returned exhausted, and since then have been a miserable waistrel, barely able to eat because it hurts so much to swallow, shuffling around with aching joints, but still having to look after the kids while Claire works. As part of trying to ease my discomfort I took some anaesthetic lozenges that I appear to be allergic to; the palms of my hands broke out in spots that itched most distractingly.

And as if all that wasn’t enough, the sun shone the entire week making me want to go out cycling while being utterly unable to. Once more the deity of your choice breaks wind in my general direction. Now I have an appointment to see the doctor, so no doubt I’ll be feeling completely better in the next couple of hours just to make me look extra foolish.

Update: Tonsilitis. So on top of everything else, apparently I’m now 7 years old.