We did try to go out today - it was a lovely sunny morning, ideal for a trip over to Whistling Sands, where we didn't manage to go on Christmas Day because of the snow. However, by mid-day, we were back, having had to stop the car several times for fresh air, as I decided, regretfully, that I just wasn't going to make it.
The problem was not the tummy bug that's doing the rounds at present, no, it was, I have to admit, totally self-inflicted, albeit quite unintentionally.
Well, how was I to know that 2 red wines, a Martini, an Advokaat and 2 Cointreaus would cause me to feel 'fragile' to say the least, today? I have never been a big drinker (no, really) and as the years pass, my alcohol tolerance is gradually decreasing anyway but after today, I think I'll swear off the stuff for ever! What a waste of a day - and all self-induced, and what makes it worse is that Keith has been full of health and energy all day. So unfair!!! :(