L'angine!

Poor Gwilym is suffering from an attack of l'angine - a nasty sore throat. Yesterday Pat took him to the doctor, and we ended up with a carrier-bag full of stuff; ibuprofen, paracetamol, a linctus of some kind and antibiotics.

Last night he had a really bad night (high temperatures etc.) and so did Pat. So today they are both sleeping soundly while Catrin and I occupy ourselves at home. I have a somewhat strange translation to do for Monday - the politically correct Red Riding Hood. So I'll get onto that soon.

And it has been EMPTYING down with rain!

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