Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 405 – Feelings


“Christmas isn’t a season. It’s a feeling.”

Edna Ferber

Sorry I’m late, Spidey, and my Peeps!

I’m still in bed, trying to rest up as best I can… Because we only have a week left of school, and though it’s the last week of term, and filled with festive fun, I am also battling a horrid cold, and I cannot be off!

I felt much better yesterday evening, and went out with friends for dinner, but woke up with a sore throat still very much there, an achy ear, and a bin full of tissues by my side.

Hubby Dearest is just about recovering from his lurgy.

Lil Princess left one virus behind the other week, but has a cough again now, which sounds like what I’m battling with.

Only Lil Man, and Sonu Singh appear to be healthy…

Yes, the Christmas feeling this year, is definitely ill!

So, tell me, have you kept safe from these horrid bugs that are doing the rounds?


Wishing you a wonderfully peaceful Sunday, Peeps!

Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 261 – Lurgy


“For a while, she considered being ill, but she changed her mind…”

Tove Jansson

Interesting quote there, Spidey. Have you, perchance, spotted the pile of tissues in the bin, and the cold and flu medicines stacked by my bedside?


For the first time, in a long while, the lurgy has caught up with me.

I consider myself pretty lucky. I have been in the Early Years setting for a good few years now, and if nothing else, it has been great for building my immune system!

Little kids are notorious for spreading germs.

My class at the end of last half term was proof, with the class depleted by nearly a third, as various bugs spread through Reception class, like wildfire.

I thought that a week away would be a good thing. It would give the children time to rest and recuperate, so they arrived back in class, fit and healthy.

Instead, we had a few still off, having not fully recovered.

Then, after our wonderful weekend away in London last week, I came back home from work on Tuesday to Hubby Dearest, sitting there worried sick. Apparently two or three businesses in Canary Wharf (where we stayed) had sent employees home because someone there may have contracted the Coronavirus after travelling…

Do we worry? How much should we be concerned? We were in the centre of London for three days.

And on Thursday, I awoke to a horrible sore throat, which developed the addition of a constantly dripping nose…


The lurgy.

But I can’t be off sick. There is too much to do at school!

And we had our class photos on the Friday.

And, I had to be better for yesterday, as we had a planned trip to London (again) to celebrate the 50th birthday of one of my dearest cousin sister in laws.

So I decided – mindset change. I will beat this lurgy.

I got up, dosed myself up for two days, and drank plenty of fluids. Stayed out of the cold, wrapped up warm when I did go out.

And woke on Saturday, not cured, but better.

My voice is rather deep and gravelly at the moment, due to the sore throat, but other than that, I am fine. Functioning normally, and I haven’t had to use a tissue for my nose for over 24 hours result!


You can battle through these things!

So… tell me, how do you deal with being ill?

Have a peaceful Sunday Peeps.  And enjoy your week! ❤ 

Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 250 – Tis The Season To Be Sneezing


“Tis healthy to be sick sometimes.”

David Henry Thoreaux

“Say what, Spidey?” I hear you all cry, but, you know what? He’s right with this one he’s found today!

Seriously, as I sit here today, typing away, with the first sniffles of the season (for me, anyway), I get it.

No one wants to be ill. No one wants to feel incapacitated in any way, least of all at Christmas, when there is so much to do, at work as well as home. Colds and flu? They can do one.

But they won’t.

When they decide to come visiting, you have to make a decision. To battle through it, and possibly infect a whole host of other people, or to sit back and allow your body to take over.

Because, a lot of the time, you get a cold because you are run down. Sure, getting caught in that downpour may not help, or going out, not wrapped up properly, can make a situation worse, but I do believe that getting a cold os really your body’s way of saying “STOP! You need to rest and refuel!”

I really should take my own advice. Yesterday, I awoke to the sniffles, but had a busy day planned, takinbg Lil Princess to visit some friends, and the idea was that they chilled out whilst I found a comfy sofa in a coffee shop, and read or wrotte, peacefully.

Nope. That didn’t happen. We still had to go, but Lil Man was with me, so I ended up dropping her off, then traipsing around a few sports shops with him after a meal together, (mother/son date – don’t have as many of those as I’d like!), before my knees said “Sit down!” and my head willed Lil Princess to want to go home.

We managed a couple of hours, where I did convince him to go and sit with me in a Costa Coffee shop for a short while, then once home, I slipped into bed with a good book, and did what I should have been doing all day – Read and snoozed!

Today, I hope to feel a bit better – got a hair appointment – but the rest of the day will be more resting up, and relaxing, ready for the last week of term! I only have to last 3 days, then officially we break up… I can do it.

Just need to shake this stupid cold! (And try and ignore Hubby Dearest who seems to have contracted Man Flu AGAIN! I just think he’s jealous that I really need the tissue box this time!)

So… tell me, what do you do to get rid of colds?

Sue’s Songs For The Seasonally Challenged – We Feel Ill…

Sue Vincent, over at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo blog is feeling ill… She has been rewriting traditional Christmas songs with her own very special lyrics, and yesterday’s offering was a verse to be sung to the tune of We Three Kings.

It resonated.


Because after not feeling too unwell so far this month, two kind children came in yesterday with the coughs and colds from Hell!!


And I sat in bed last night, unable to sleep as my chest congested, and today, well, my nose has been dripping like a tap that needs a washer changed!

To top it off, it was also Christmas Jumper Day for the Save the Children charity. Mine happened to have Rudolph on it, and by the end of the day, I had the red nose to match!

Anyway, back to Sue and her great words… well, yesterday, I just had to sing them as I read them, and I mentioned to Sue that I crooned away… and threatened to record the song… and she welcomed the idea (crazy woman!) so, bunged-up, and sore-throated, I sang…

And here is the result! Click the link below to hear me making a fool of myself!


And the words, if you want to join in!

Dog and mistress suffering are,
Fever-ridden, stuffed with catarrh…
Snuffling, sneezing,
Coughing, wheezing,
Feeling quite under par…
Got the lurgy, don’t feel great…
Christmas chores are running late,
Early closing?
Should be dozing!
Think that we should hibernate…
Dog’s complaining ‘cause I won’t go
Out for walks in frost, fog and snow,
She is seething,
I’m not breathing…
So much for ‘ho, ho, ho’.
In the shed the tree’s still in store,
Baubles, tinsel, angels galore,
They can stay there,
I just don’t care!
Feeling too stiff and sore…
Haven’t baked a cake or mince pie,
I should make the effort and try,
Guests arriving,
Feel I’m skiving,
Think I’ll curl up and cry…
No gifts wrapped for Santa Claus’ sleigh,
Christmas cheer? Not much here today,
Nose is glowing
And it’s snowing…
… I need a holiday…
Got the lurgy, don’t feel great…
Christmas chores are running late,
Early closing?
Should be dozing!
Think that we should hibernate…

Sue Vincent

One-Liner Wednesday – #1LinerWeds – Man Flu

“Man Flu? Good excuse for moaning, more like!” – Ritu

I’m sorry it’s a ‘one line’ with an explanation – again!

Some of you will have read about my feeling under the weather over the weekend. A horrible cold which hung on through the whole weekend, and is just about gone now, bar a few snotty tissues a day.

I dealt with it, as all working mums do, making sure I got rest  interspersed with making sure certain duties were done too:

  • clean house – ✔
  • grocery shopping – ✔
  • homework checked – ✔
  • ironing – ✔
  • family fed – ✔

Oh, and I wrote a poem about it too! 😉

Back to work Monday, feeling much better than I had been and looking forward to a full night’s sleep… but that wasn’t due to happen…

No, it wasn’t kids this time, but Hubby Dearest!

From 2.30 am, his bunged up self moaned, and groaned, tossing and turning, getting up for a drink, switching lights on to find medication and tissues, moaned some more, threw his arm over me all sweaty – no thank you!) then finally settled into a snore-filled sleep…

Two hours of dealing with that, and I fell asleep briefly, before being rudely awoken by my alarm.

Now, some of us don’t have the luxury of a job where we can go in late/book a day off just because/work from home. No, teaching isn’t that kinda bag, so I had to drag myself in, hauling my own bags (of the under-eye variety) in with me to school. His Nibs, snoozed on as the kids and I got ready for school.

I managed to get through the day with my class, then had to tackle assessment and progress grids, as it’s that time of term, and by 5 pm I could feel the pressure of a migraine building up.

I excused myself and dosed up on painkillers and we wrapped up our work, then collected the kids and finally got home, after a trip to the shops for needed pet supplies.

I was laying in bed, early, trying to fight off the ache, when Hubby Dearest popped his head round the door. Now, kudos to him, despite his severe ailment, he had managed to get into work, moans and groans and all, and was back, still full of cold.

I sympathise, I do, been there, done that this weekend!

But when he said ” I’m ill…!” looking for sympathy… Hmm, I’m sorry, but at that point, I couldn’t help him!

“I spent all weekend suffering, and on no occasion did I moan you out of your sleep, disturbing the peace of the weekend! Thanks to your noise and lumbering around last night, I have one hell of a headache!”

“But I’m not well…”

“It’s a COLD, for goodness sake!”

But I knew, deep down, it wasn’t a cold… it was MAN FLU! And we are all gonna hear about it until the last sniffle subsides!

Seriously, blokes? I know I read about it somewhere, that you are affected worse by this strain of cold , sorry MAN FLU, and apparently really can’t handle it. You go into meltdown. Heaven forbid if you were to have to go through childbirth!

Maybe it’s just time to admit it. Men ARE the WEAKER sex!!!

For Linda’s #1LinerWeds Challenge. (But a lot more than one line!!!)

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