On the mend

For the benefit of those friends and family who might have been worried about me: no need, I am tough as old boots! In my dotage I get better slowly compared to the good old days, but sooner or later I do. Get better that is! Oh, and the government finally admitted that there is a flu epidemic in the country. It, apparently, started in the middle of February and topped out last week. In other words, if I hung on a bit longer (and had no burst pipes!) I might have escaped this winter as well. It is a long time since I have had full blown flu, so I just got unlucky this winter.

Now onto more cheery matters: I managed to catch up with my favourite little monster yesterday. He has the flu as well, or possibly only a bad cold, but that did not slow him down (see below!) I said to Alex and Meaghan that one day he will be ill and not moving, that is the time to worry. Mind you, at the end of haring around at 100 miles an hour, he dropped like a stone. The "Shall we watch the TV?" trick worked. He was away with the fairies in the armchair in 30 seconds!

This morning I had another bit of excitement: the gang of finches were back on the bird feeder. Unfortunately, I was having a lie in so missed the short amount of time when the bird table is lit up by the morning sun. So these pictures are a bit dull - again - but I love these finches, especially the colourful gold finches, so they cheered me up. I also lit the fire off its embers from last night, so all is OK in the world.

Roy has decided to start on mending the upper shower (no connection to burst pipes, this is another problem) and I have to hover close by to make sure he doesn't fall of the step ladder. The lovely plumber, who fixed our problem last week, is still at home, so he suggested that if Roy insists on fixing it himself, he should do it this week, so if and when he gets stuck, the plumber can fix that as well. As it happens, I agree with Roy, that our plumber friend is good on pipes, but lousy at aesthetic work. So if Roy does the sawing, removing cladding that would make it look nicer later. If in the meantime he can fix the pipes as well, even better, but even if he then has to call the plumber, at least the outside will look OK.

Now I'm off to blow my nose, have a good cough, get dressed and have breakfast!