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sick day
did not sleep last night: up with sore throat and stomach ache
struggled out of bed to drive 7miles to sainsburys for grapes and zinc
returned to bed
where i stayed until mrs.perou burst in, out of breath screaming 'help me, help me' before running out again and across the marsh.
i thought she had been attacked or something.
but it was mr.bunny related, of course: he had run off after swans and dragged mrs.perou with him.
despite my 'he's not like this in london, at all' protestations, mrs.perou has said 'he has to go'.
returned to bed with flu: bones aching and cold despite being having a temperature
slept most of the day.
unamused
struggled through 'cloud atlas'
ate some chicken soup.
i HATE being ill: it's SO boring