In all aspects things did not get much better.
Terribe tragedy with Phil O'Donnell the Motherwell player, aged 35 dying during the game on Saturday.
Now Monday p.m., on Sunday Ann slept while I did the cash and carry again and went to the Sportsmans till mid afternoon. Then home and had another quiet night with her dozing and not right. Tried to get an early night but was wakened by the phone a couple of times.
Terrible night - restless and up and down every hour - bloddy shattered this morning.
Today, up sharp, took Graham into town to the Mercat, headed to cash and carry, bank, then the pub where I met Robbie and Karen. Robbie has had the 36 hour bug, and now his mate, arrived from Oz has the same.
Did odds and ends but as I am out there tonight headed home to get a rest, but Ann still in bed with bad headaches and refusing to speak to the doctor.
Anyway, about to tidy up, get fed and then off to get involved in the Hogmanay festivities.
All the best.
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