Puddleglum day

A one step back after two steps forward day. Woke up at five, excited by the prospect of feeling better and being able to get on with things. Was at my desk at 7:30 and fiddling about with my writing, but I soon felt increasingly tired and sore throaty as the day went on. After a late breakfast, I sloped off to Morrisons and brought food for us. Felt a bit washed out afterwards, read more of my book A Natural History of Ghosts, which is a fairly fun. Also slept heavily this afternoon. Lorraine meanwhile, a bit frustrated as she tested positive for Covid again this morning but was feeling perkier at the end of the day. More The Silver Chair this evening, with the pessimistic but endearing and ultimately courageous character Puddleglum, a marsh-wiggle. It was a Puddleglum sort of day