As I was ill with Influenza Daniel helped me clear up and drive home
As I was ill with Influenza Daniel helped me clear up and drive home

With me ill with Influenza Daniel helped me clear up and then drove us home from Heronshaw. We arrived home too late for lunch but then I was not very hungry and just wanted to go to bed. I had declined again by the evening and was snuggled down all shivery and pathetic again.

The news today was all about the recession being deeper and due to last longer than was planned. I have the horrible feeling that John Major has not the experience nor the wit to know what damage he is inflicting on the British economy.

As the night progressed, I was becoming ever more certain that we would not be able to work on today. Those sleepers could only be just moved with us at full strength and, with me very weak and Daniel having trouble with his arms, it was going to be hopeless to continue. To cap it all, my watch stopped early this morning and so I just lay there and waited for Daniel to wake up. By the delay, he realised what was wrong and so made me a cup of tea and brought a tray of breakfast to try and rouse me but it was useless. I was shivering and weak and no good to anyone. It took me an hour and a half to get washed and dressed and Daniel was also good enough to do my chore of going aboard the Paxton Princess and running up the engines and equipment to ensure that everything was all right.

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It took another hour or two to clear up Heronshaw and leave it as we would expect to find it and then we set off home with Daniel driving and me in the passenger seat all bundled and shivering. My son drove very carefully and steadily, and the journey was therefore not too bad. We arrived home too late for lunch but then I was not very hungry and just wanted to go to bed. I was a little disappointed that, despite telephoning ahead, Diana had not warmed my bed or room in preparation for me. I took tablets to lower my temperature and then slept this afternoon. I had declined again by the evening and was snuggled down all shivery and pathetic again. The news today was all about the recession being deeper and due to last longer than was planned. I have the horrible feeling that John Major has not the experience nor the wit to know what damage he is inflicting on the British economy.