Started well, on satruday I had a good runaround buying bits for a new boiler (I have no hot water on tap at the minute) and then I returned home to watch Powell and Pressburger's classic 'Colenel Blimp'.
On Saturday evening my wife and I had a rare chance to go out in the company of other adults without our kids. Added to the fun was seeing my mother sozzled by the end of the evening (it was a family party).
Sunday was spent looking after my little angels. Pat rang me up with a career-best offer of some free materials and we had a good natter.
At around 8.30pm I got a call out of the blue from Jethro, saying that he would knock my door as he and RobG passed on the way to the pub. I had started feeling the effects of a cold by then, but I managed a few beers

This morning I woke to a full-blown cold and I had to return to bed once the kids had departed for school. I only managed three hours work today

You PAYE types should count your blessings with your sickpay and whatnot.
Still feel bad now, but two days off work is more than I can afford.
GC