Got to be a record for this year, warm and sunny again.
The day started well with hubby out in the garden planting bedding plants. Had lunch and he then decided he wasn't feeling well and went to bed. Am I the only person who has a husband who, when he is ill, can't describe his symptoms or is it a man thing?
Well come tea time he assured me that he was well enough to eat, especially after he'd seen the lemon meringue pie I'd baked. After the consumption of said pie plus ice cream he decided he was well enough to go out to the quiz. Miraculous recovery eh?
Now he's back from the quiz and seems to have had some form of relapse! I have to say though, he has got a streaming nose and is developing a cough and sore throat.