This is what happens when you sit in a metal tube with a couple of hundred others breathing recycled air for three hours. At least it happened on the way home, not a week earlier. Lucky 13th!
At least now Scamp and I are twins. She’s a couple of days ahead of me in the Covid race. Sore throat, runny nose and that awful annoying cough. I usually feel a bit deflated after we come back from holiday, but this just puts the tin lid on things.
The highlight of the day was a grocery delivery from Tesco. Scamp had managed to grab a slot yesterday and with me now under house arrest too, at least we’d have something for dinner. It wasn’t a big order, but it broke up the day.
Hopefully we’ll begin to feel better soon.