Wow. What a week we've had.

Poor G has been weak and feverish and in quarantine because of a certain virus emanating from
this;

I've been in pain and almost completely incapacitated because my spine has decided to do
this;
both pets have had to visit the vet;

we've had several tradesmen requiring daily supervision as they tackle countless jobs over
here;
and we need to have
everything in the house packed up and ready for our move in
two days from now.
Yipes. Sometimes things go more than a little pear-shaped when you feel the least able to manage them.
I'm indebted to my sister, who's been my cleaner, cook, chauffeuse, shopper, dog-walker, nurse, site manager, packer, pet transporter, schedule co-ordinator and physical assistant for the past few weeks, and this week in particular. My lovely friend Helena also came to help with packing today, and G has been an angel, working hard even though he's really sick.
We'll get there I guess.