Woke feeling worse than yesterday, my voice somewhere between a croak and a deep bass. Made a full English breakfast as part of my cure and ate it with some difficulty, assisted by black coffee. After washing and dressing drove to Cherry Burton to take the dogs but had to borrow Pip's micra to drive the 3/4 mile to the Hudson Way. The April weather continues and we caught a shower whilst we were out but were sheltered from the worst of it by the banking on either side of the track. After taking the dogs home, drove to Beverley and managed to park in New Walk before making my way to the Poppy Seed cafe. I should be driving Felicity and Rosemary to Kingswood to see a live performance of La Traviata, beamed from Covent Garden this evening, but my health is not up to it. It wouldn't be sensible to expose two elderly ladies to this infection either. Felicity hadn't yet arrived at the cafe but Rosemary was there and said she would drive in my stead, so gave her the tickets and made my way back to the car after first buying some catarrh pastilles from Superdrug. Got caught in another heavy shower as I made my way back down New Walk and was glad to get back indoors.
Nothing to do now except wait until the infection clears. My routine a combination of rest and good food and paracetamol for the fever. Made lamb mince, jacket potatoes, peas and carrots for lunch. Then meditated and slept most of the afternoon. In the evening read a hundred pages or so of WG Sebold's Austerlitz, before making a cheese and tomato sandwich on rye bread accompanied by soya milk. The evening concluded by a hot bath and an early night.
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