Both Cath and I were laid low by a virus last weekend, which meant that the toilet seat was never cold! I felt like the world was falling out of my bottom. We took turns in looking after Ava and being ill.
Cath went down sick on Thursday evening and I succumbed on Saturday. I must have been rough – I didn’t even go to Ebbw’s game in Swansea. We spent the weekend recuperating at the Bonymaen Cottage Hospital, the in-laws’ place. Finally got back to work last Friday.