James is fed up

James is very fed up. He says that he is tired of being ill and he dreads each cough because his throat is so raw that it is now bleeding. This must be proper flu and it has knocked him for six. I am getting my flu jag on Tuesday - I just hope it will take effect quickly because I don't want to go through what James is going through. I have got him some tasty treats such as Galaxy Caramel but he is hardly eating. I got him some Lucozade as well, which my Mum used to give me if I was feeling poorly.   

I went for a ninety minute walk this afternoon just to get some fresh air; it was remarkably mild but then it started raining quite hard, luckily I had taken my waterproof jacket. But a van splashed me by driving through a puddle, and since it was on a wide bit of road I suspect it was on purpose which is a bit mean. When I got home I was soaked as well as sweaty but a nice shower soon cheered me up. Davie met up with Stuart at a pool hall and since they have both turned eighteen in the past week they had a pint together! In the evening James came downstairs for a wee while and we watched an episode of Hornblower which was quite good - it was very like the Sharpe series - sort of "Sharpe goes to sea"! It's a good ten years old (we could tell by the youthful appearance of the many familiar actors) but we haven't seen it before. And now James is back in bed exhausted - his cough sounds so painful. Some nice news - Marjory, Forrest and the children have now finished the West Highland Way - well done to them!