Poorly

Went to Center Parcs last weekend, for Dad's 60th birthday. The whole clan went, Mum and Dad, Baz and his wife and children, and of course Nicola and myself.

I had never been before, and apart from the prices, I was quite impressed. Unfortunately, I didn't really get to enjoy most of the activities on offer as I had been struck down by another bout of tonsilitis (I think this is my sixth attack in about a year). So, while Mum and Dad went walking, and the kids went swimming, I spent most of my time in bed. Shame.

Also, the journey back on Monday almost killed me. Having not eaten properly all weekend, I was pretty weak, but had to contend with a 185 mile journey home in order to get Nicola back in time for a hospital appointment (did I mention that we went to Center Parcs in Cumbria?).

Still poorly and bed-bound at the time of writing - tonsils feeling better but energy levels very low. Doctor has just advised me to get more rest - am getting bored now!