We are all a bit poorly here. We have contracted what is commonly know as astinkingcold.
George is over the worst and back at college. Charlie has taken it to work with him but the rest of us are at home.
We have been doing jigsaws,
eating bought biscuits and licking elderberry lollies.
And wondering if we should start drinking Ovaltine.
I've never had Ovaltine (or Horlicks), I'm more of a hot toddy girl. I was, however, able to make Katie and Tom fall about laughing with my rendition of the Ovaltiney song. I swear I sound exactly like Celia Johnson.
And Tom has just shown us his impression of a fainting goat. A sure sign that he is recovering.
I'm afraid the video isn't very good quality but it made us laugh like hyenas.
Despite all the jollity here, I am in no mood for cooking. Spaghetti and cheese is about all I can manage tonight.