Bagshot row of germs

Things were better last night. Rory wasn’t making us think he had stopped breathing or was choking to death every 1 minute! I took the early shift, so Ciara could get some sleep, which seemed to help with keeping her developing cold at bay. Ya for sleep! However, it did mean that i got a wee bit less, but hey, it only effects my productivity at work, right? At least i’m not operating heavy machinery! It was also hotter then hell (for the date) last night, which never helps - sweaty jos is not a happy daddy! And Rory doesn’t really like getting all sweaty either, but i can’t help it, after an hour of walking around in circles singing “rock-a-bye baby” in 85% humidity makes me sweat!