Oh dear ……. Bertie and I had a lovely day on the beach, followed by a proper seaside type tea, before heading back to the caravan …….
…… but as I got the Young Master ready for his bath dans le washing bowl I spotted something ………..………. a small smattering of spots …….
…… that I immediately recognised as le chicken pox, something I had hoped not to see while we were away.
So tomorrow, sadly, it looks like we will be homeward bound before Bertie properly erupts, poor little sausage!
2 comments:
Oh dear, what a shame. Mind you, it is better to catch it at an early age.
I hope it doesn't cross races to the Monkeys.
I "spotted" (groan), the quote from Lady Macbeth in the title.
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