The usually runny around type Thursday … all over the place like a mad woman’s breakfast.
Had awoken with slight sore throat, which got mildly worse as day progressed.
Manage to get through two lots of swimming lessons, make and eat dinner and get everyone bathed.
Sitting on floor with Monkey Boy, helping him pull apart a Lego train station, which pretty much consisted of me not being allowed to “destroy” or “demolish” anything, except for those horrible little bits that you just can’t get off, when throat really began to annoy me.
I sat back, quietly, just to gather myself.
“Why aren’t you helping me” came the enquiry. “Why are you just sitting there?”