Bear is off today but likely to be back in school tomorrow. He has a stonking cough and is apparently without bones and ninety percent leg, but the doctor and I agree that he will be fine.
I have made a very limp start to clearing out the dining room and kitchen that need to be fit for a workman by Friday. I am not optimistic. I suspect there will be heaps of rubbish under throws in corners on Friday morning.
I have just thought of an awesome set of short stories for the series of the Forgotten Village. That series that I thought I had run out of ideas for.
Tonight there are issues - England playing Iceland or the Great British Sewing Bee - decisions, decisions!
I think I have whatever bear has had. I'm feeling very lightheaded. I hope this post makes sense. Or at least is properly punctuated.