Boy brought home some evil bug on the last day of school, sort of cold-and-gutrot combined, and promptly passed it on to me, so we both spent the nice sunny weekend mostly moping about the place making weird involuntary gurgling noises. Then had to take the day off on Monday mostly due to needing to be near a toilet. Feeling a bit better today, but then the missus roped me into moving a load of furniture for her mate and now I’m feeling like shit again. Bleh. 😐
Kids should all be raised in sealed containers until they’ve caught enough diseases to fight them off before passing them on to their innocent parents.