I'm on day 3 of some kind of tummy bug and I'm not happy! Day one was lots of what
dozydormouse so beautifully calls "Unfortunate Digestive Episodes". They seemed to have cleared up by yesterday lunchtime thanks to reliable medication but I still felt so tired and every time I eat or drink anything I feel sick. I have promised my mother that if I'm still unwell by Monday I shall try to get into the doctor. I don't really want to as I doubt there is anything they can do.
On a happier note I got paid today (hooray!) and once I'd paid all the bills and sent the cheque I owed, I bought the second half of my train ticket for my holiday. As seems to be usual these days it was cheaper to buy 2 singles to get me to and from Somerset, where I am staying with a friend for 2 weeks. I'm looking forward to it because it is a part of the country I've always wanted to vist and D has planned a few trips for us. Not a lot as she has a tiny baby and a caesarian to recover from. I've told her I don't need entertaining and am quite happy with my book and knitting so if she's had a bad night with the baby or is just plain tired from everything we can stay at home.
I'm dreading the packing though!!