The upside is that he has been in bed since, and as he is taking quite strong painkillers, he is virtually out of the game. Which means, once the chores have been done (quickly and badly) I can do pretty much what I like. Which means I've been sewing. All day Tuesday, all Wednesday night and all last night. So, for the first time ever I feel like I have achieved something.
But wait, what is this .....?