I have the lurgy. Connor has the lurgy. So I’m sick and miserable, and looking after a sick and miserable baby.
We cope with this by drinking lots of fluids and curling up to watch “Pride and Prejudice” marathons on TV. He has very discerning tastes.
700 words again last night, though they may be a bit vague, as I was pretty feverish when I wrote them. Another 2 days of writing and I will be halfway to replacing the cuts.
Except I just realised that a couple of MC2’s scenes need to be cut, as they no longer make sense. Oh well. I’ll cut them in July. I’ve done enough surgery for one month. I just want to see the wordcount going up for a change.