Here I go, setting up a google document. What shall I write about? My cold? I had a sore throat when I worked on Saturday, spent 2 1/2 hours in bed on Sunday afternoon, and felt really bad calling Richard at 7:15 Monday morning to tell him I thought I should be staying at home, rather than going in to work. What a welcome back to him after two weeks of holidays. Thanks, Helen, for covering for me.

Gwen.