Andy arrived back from England today absolutely crawling with flu and cold germs. That means we can't get back to the hospital to see The Most Beautiful Baby in the World ( leftcoastcowboys.com/2009/01/07/woman-gives-birth-to-worl... ) Which means I'm going to fall behind on my 400 a day photo quota of Amelia May. It also means crazy-making for me as whenever Andy's sick, he starts demanding obscure British things like Lucozade and Bovril and Beano comics.
It also means he's lying around in bed taking massive amounts of over-the-counter cold medication. He even told Drive he wouldn't be able to join in celebratory cigars and Scotch until this weekend. And he'd have to be on Death's Door to say no to that.


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