Weekend Called Off Due to Ill Health

Any plans we had for a night of quiet slumber on Friday night were shattered when Eloise woke up with a tummy ache and then proceeded to chunder all over the floor without warning.

This continued all night, though we had a little warning each time.

So not much sleeping was done, what with a febrile child sleeping fitfully between us,

Not a word of complaint from the urchin mind you though her vocabulary has now expanded to include the possibilities of vomit.

So we had a very quiet day on Saturday as the sickness continued. In fact we spent the whole day in front of the telly. Several hours of kiddie entertainment were followed by several hours of rugby, followed by several hours of other stuff.

She fell asleep for a while and I took the opportunity to do some washing of dirtied items.

Imagine my displeasure when I opened the washing machine to find out that the washing machine had not worked correctly. Which is to say that shortly after opening the machine there was a flood.

Imagine my pleasure when, after having drained the machine completely and cleared the coin trap and then putting the machine on a cycle with no clothes, it worked again.

Image though, if you're not tired of imagining, my displeasure when I re-washed the previously attempted clothes to find the machine disfunctional once more.

Fine time for the bloody thing to break.

So all this was going on, punctuated by lessons in washing machine mechanics (a subject in which my expertise is absolutely paralleled) and bouts of bile-expulsion.

We tried a little water, with limited success, moving onto toast and biscuits later, which were clearly now working their way through the diminutive system as they weren't present in the up-bringing.

She was all better the next day. Thank goodness. I was up at 3.30am for another trip down the Gold Coast. That was a mixed bag too.

Perhaps not the best of weekends.

The washing machine bloke came round on Tuesday and took the machine away. The pump is siezed. We should hear back tomorrow about the score and the economical-to-repair judgement.

The view above taken from Eloise's nursery this evening as we picked her up.