Disappointingly, I’m still far from well. My cough keeps threatening to clear up, then decides not to. I never feel quite warm enough, and my head is fuzzy. I also have a sore eye, which is a novelty. Fortunately I have an unrelated eye appointment at the hospital on Thursday morning at some unearthly hour; so I shall at least be able to ask about it.

I haven’t been out much, but have been to the shops a couple of times. Dot is now up and about but still coughing quite a bit; however, she seems to be progressing a bit more than I am, though that may be because she’s better at hiding feeling ill. She did go to Park Farm this morning and called at Morrisons afterwards.

I have, however, been to Coventry. I got a call on Saturday from Minster Lodge saying Andrew was in a bad way. I spoke to Andrew, and he didn’t seem too bad, but I thought I ought to go and see him, especially as I hadn’t been able to give him his Christmas presents because of my illness. Happily it was an easy journey in reasonable weather, and I didn’t really have any problems.

I was with him for about an hour and a half, and gave him his presents and had quite long chat. I don’t think there was any real need for me to have gone, but it was a relief to have got the journey over with. I also dropped off Joe and Birgit’s Christmas present on the way!

The journey back wasn’t quite so easy, and it started raining after I’d stopped at Cambridge Services, but there was no real problem, though I was very tired, of course. Having trouble remembering when I didn’t feel tired, in fact.

Obviously I’m able to do things (unlike the first week) and have managed to complete the church financial report, which is a bit of a relief. Tonight we’re supposed to be going to he Greens’ for a Julian meeting, but not sure if we’ll make it. Part of me thinks if I just stay indoors I’ll never get better…