Remember that last weekend I caught a cold? I didn't seem to get the head cold, but boy did I cough, and when I breathed in, it sounded like blowing bubbles through a straw in a glass of lemonade.
But guess what? He had a different cold altogether. Instead of me infecting him, he gave his to me, so I'm ill all over again!! This time I've got the whole thing: sore throat, sneezing all over the computer monitor (too graphic?).
The votes for the Red House Awards are all in now, so somebody somewhere knows whether we won (exciting, but sort of strange). They keep it a closely guarded secret though, until the big ceremony next month, when they do the old envelope opening trick...
I'm so upset - I have an important wedding abroad, so won't be able to attend. Peter will be there to cry on my behalf though, should we get lucky.
The drawing at the top is from An ABC of Nursery Rhymes by the way: Ring-a-Ring-a-Roses of course. It also seemed a fortuitous answer to this week's Illustration Friday: which happens to be Contagious.