15th August

17 32.383 S
149 34.232 W

Weather; sunny, wind n/a, waves n/a

Well the inevitable has happened, I woke up with razor blades in the fight for supremacy in the back of my throat and my nose running faster than Usain Bolt! Thanks go out to my wonderful husband for being generous and sharing his boy germs with me! I have felt like death warmed up for the entire day and know that I have at least another 4 days of this joy to contend with. Gerry is beginning to feel a lot better which is just as well because we can't both be incapable of even getting a glass of water at the same time. I made the effort to have a shower and change sarongs early this morning then washed out the one I had been wearing along with our face masks which must be full of virals having a party then I went to sit outside in the cockpit in the warmth before it got too hot and humid to be outside. Gerry appeared and stated that he was going to take the jib down and do some mending on it, I'm not quite sure what and to be honest couldn't have cared less. There was no way I was going to be allowed to sit quietly with my eyes closed and the breeze blowing across my face whilst Gerry was being busy, he dragged the port side sheet for the jib back into the cockpit and presented me with the sail sewing kit, I obviously needed to whip the end of the sheet which had a small pony tail growing out of the end. So I spent the next hour or so whipping the ends of the sheet (you never just do one end!) and then I thought I might as well start on the cockpit end of the starboard sheet as I was certain that this one would be heading back into the cockpit following the re-attachment of the port side one to the jib. I was surprised when Gerry began to furl the jib back in after finishing his sewing job, the starboard sheet end didn't make it back into the cockpit, so I had done three ends out of four, the fourth one will need doing at some later stage I'm sure. By the time I had finished it was getting too hot to stay outside so I retired to the salon and after another handful of tissues mopped up my runny nose and watery eyes I swallowed some medication and took myself off to bed for a sleep. I think Gerry had a sleep on the salon sofa but to be honest I was so out of it at that point that I can't be certain. The entire day disappeared between sitting in the cockpit, followed by the salon, then having another nana nap all on repeat until it was time for the sun set ritual of retiring to the cockpit for a cocktail followed by dinner. The need for a cold drink was really just an excuse to drink some rum ( I would have done the honey/lemon and whiskey hot toddy thing if I had got any whiskey and honey on board but in its absence a rum and coke had to make do!) neither of us felt up to cooking nor were we hungry, so we settled for Jewish penicillin AKA chicken soup which came out of a can and probably has none of the benefits that home made chicken soup has! I didn't last much longer and went to bed a little earlier than normal, knowing that I was going to be coughing and sneezing all night long but Gerry followed pretty soon after as he is still not a hundred percent right. Just as Gerry climbed into bed we had a phone call from our daughter which was lovely, anyone would think she cares! I can't think of anything else to tell you for the moment, I just hope this cold/flu doesn't hang around for too long though I guess the good thing about it is that we are pretty much isolating on the boat as it is so there isn't much chance of sharing it around any further than we already have done.