Poor Mountain Man is unwell. He has a coldy thing that's been going around the Borders Search and Rescue folk... one just has to hope no-one needs rescuing this week as pretty much the whole team is down with it.
MM doesn't do man-flu... that's me, I admit it totally... so it's quite unusual for him to confine himself to bed, but the past two days he's been bedbound and unable to do much of anything.
I've been trying to nurse him and apparently I performed a crime against humanity in my ministrations. 'What,' I can hear you screaming, 'have you done to the poor man?'
My crime was to buy some Night Nurse and encourage him to have some.
After almost 10 hours of sleep followed by a day of feeling completely knocked out, I've been told in no uncertain terms that Night Nurse is now banned from the medicine cabinet.
That's me told!
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