Disturbed

 Ellie has a cough. In fact it is quite bad. After a bath and hair wash last night (and the accompanying steam) she settled easily. By eleven, however, she had started to cough. It was incessant and we really had to feel immensely sorry for her. She didn't make a fuss, but was essentially awake through until nearly 4 a.m. (and consequently, so were we). It was clear that she would be in no state to go to school so, once she did settle, we left her to sleep until she woke naturally.

The cough hasn't been so bad during the day, but is clearly still present. The school rang Urban-Cub. Ellie wouldn't be allowed back until she had had a negative PCR test. (Apparently, lots of children were off at present). Urban-Cub and the Silver Vixen set off to Tangmere to get the test performed. We await the result.

The Gorse Fox was invited, by email, to get his booster jab. This was a couple of weeks ago but all online bookings seemed to expect him to travel to Portsmouth, Brighton, or beyond. He dropped in to the surgery. "Are you still texting people about their booster  jabs, like you did for the Silver Vixen last month?" Well, the answer was a very guarded yes... probably meaning no. The harpy at the desk did, however, provide the Gorse Fox with a phone number to call every day until he managed to book his own local appointment. When he got home, after his subsequent Sainsbury's raid, he tried the number. He got straight through. His booster is now booked for Bognor.

Ellie's cough seems to be getting worse this evening. Hopefully, a warm bath and the accompanying steam will give her some relief.