DSCF2851I’ve been trying to fight off this cold for nearly two weeks, but it’s finally floored me.  I’ve been given antibiotics for an upper respiratory tract infection, having spent yesterday shivering under two duvets.  On Tuesday I finally submitted my epitaph ballad article, so fingers crossed.  I’m pleased with it, but I’m under no illusions that it’s likely to be accepted for publication.  Then on Wednesday I started redrafting my chapter plan, but I didn’t manage to get through it before the cold got me.  Thursday and Friday I spent snuffling and reading, snuggled up in bed but unable to get warm.  I’ve finished Bush’s Government Policy of Protector Somerset and I’m half way through Steve Hindle’s the State and Social Change.

But it has to be said that half my mind is now on Christmas, as it’s coming up to the couple of weeks where work gets put to one side on a regular basis to see my children’s school plays and concerts, do Christmas shopping and sing carols.  Today I dosed myself up with every painkiller and decongestant going and we took the children to Martin Mere to see Father Christmas, which was lovely.  It was nice to see all the visiting migrant birds and today, even the otters were out.  Then we decorated the tree and the house when we got back this afternoon.  DSCF2820DSCF2816DSCF2835

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Otters

Otters

Otters

Otters

Otter

Otter

Otters

Otters

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Pizzas (thank '64 Zoo Lane' for that)

Pizzas (thank ’64 Zoo Lane’ for that)

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