I'd like to say that I woke him with a kiss this morning, like a role-reversal sleeping beauty, but the reality was more mundane. After a late night myself, I completely forgot to make ready the tray for our morning coffee in bed, so we had to get up for our caffeine fix. Probably a good thing in retrospect, as Steve was sick soon after (and as everyone else was fine, I don't think that my chicken tikka masala from last night was to blame.....)
The good news is that whilst he hasn't felt brilliant today, Steve managed to stay awake for most of it - just dozed off for a bit in front of the cricket - so was able to enjoy Katie and George's last few hours at home before seeing them off on their way back to Yorkshire.
I dive back into work tomorrow. It will be interesting to see if the brain still works, and how long it takes to go through my office e-mail. Must try not to have nightmares...
After all, tomorrow is another day
Gone with the Wind
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