The bad news is a most horrid variety of Gastro-enteritis (or some such beast)... I thought I was recovering yesterday, Pater's suffering from the same bug having lasted only a day and a half.
I even managed some knitting, a short walk, ate a little dinner.
But apparently that was a mistake and today will be spent very quietly with very careful efforts to rehydrate slowly without triggering. . . . well, you know. . . .
Radio silence will continue.
I am occasionally mustering energy to post a pic on Instagram. Might be a little while before there are words back in this spot....