Today the sun shines brilliantly. What a change from the dreary wet. And the chickens began laying eggs again. Is the worst over?
Eddie thinks that he sees a rainbow in every sky. Mostly this is just wishful thinking.
"Mummy, I see a rainbow up the sky!" He points up, usually, at nothing but cloud; though I did take this photo from the classroom window the other day.
Noses seem to have been running since Christmas. And Gilby tells me that he has a very bad cough. When he coughs hard, apparently, he can taste 'sneeze' in his mouth. Ah, yes. That is quite a bad cough. I chose not to introduce him to the word 'phlegm'. Such an ugly word. Much prefer a good mouth-sneeze myself.
Bloody Foreigners by Robert Winder