Linnea is 100% better. Emer is fine. I'm in nonspecific pain, queasy, and stuffed up. And knackered. So I'm in bed, and Rob is doing urgent work from home and babywatching. Darn it to heck.
Still, at least this means I should be well enough to travel at the weekend, even if somehow I got the date and time wrong.
Still, at least this means I should be well enough to travel at the weekend, even if somehow I got the date and time wrong.