Limp rag

Limp raggish this morning after an overnight fever. Lurgy now on my chest, but I am no longer streaming. Spent lots of time reading stories from The Oxford Book of Gothic Tales and dozed. Lorraine looking after me very kindly, and I had breakfast in bed and cups of tea on the gold sofa. She also popped around to Pat and Maureen and spent some time gardening as it was another lovely day. She has not shown signs of this bug, which I am pleased about. In the evening noticed I felt much better than the previous night so I am making progress.

I had a nice chat with Mum. Also I felt very happy when I thought that I wasn't expected at work.