Day 112: The day started well, with another history lecture, a cute new haircut for my wife, and an attempt at afternoon tea. However, about the time tea started…disaster! Well, no, not disaster, but a hearty amount of grumbling and annoyance. A few days ago at dinner before the Red and Gold gala event, we had a couple sit at the table next to us, and one of them was obviously ill: sniffling, sneezing, coughing, and bleary-eyed, all the time assuring us that he “wasn’t contagious” and it was “oh, nothing, just some little virus thing”. In hindsight, we should have excused ourselves, but between wanting to enjoy the evening and general social pressures, we stayed…and today was the day when we started feeling the effects of that decision. COVID testing has come back negative, so we’re hopeful that this is “just” a cold or flu.
So, we cut tea short, went back to our room, and spent the evening resting and preparing for our upcoming London adventures…otherwise known as watching Notting Hill and Bridget Jones’s Diary. That counts as research, right?
Bonus photo: Us in the morning before one of the lectures.
