Goodbye Granddad, Hello Aunty Bev . . .

We had to say goodbye to Granddad this morning, so now he will have to fend for himself until Nanny gets home on Tuesday. Poor Grandad.

We went over to Aunty Cheryl's house to pick up Nana Hunt and then drove to Reefton. Nana was very very very sick, see I told you they are dropping like flies. Aunty Bev wasn't sick, but it may just be a matter of time.

There has been a development in the bugs that are going around too. Now the people are vomiting! Nana was doing it, I vomited all over Mummy when we were running around outside and Luke vomited all over himself when he had his tea. Mummy says it's a bloody wonder that she hasn't started it, she is threatening to vomit on me as pay back. That's not manners.

I have been playing with Aunty Bev and with Mummy. But nobody would take me to the park because it is cold and horrible outside. Bad luck for Gracie. I did get to play on a very very very very very very old bike though, it was Granddad Alan's bike when he was a boy.

Aunty Bev made up a special bed for me on the floor. I have no intention on sleeping in it, I am going to climb into the sofa bed with Mummy and Luke (of course).