So, last Sunday we got to Southampton to board our cruise to the Med. Both feeling bright eyed and bushy tailed, we headed to the covid test area, collected our little wrist band to prove that we had taken the test and started to check in.
Ten minutes later we got the text results, and just like that, our holiday was over!
The doctor said that my test was positive, I asked if I could do another test, or even best of three, but the answer was no. We had to wait for our luggage to be disembarked and we were out.
Fast forward nearly a week and I am fine, to be honest I was not really ill at all, although my sense of smell has not returned yet.
To pass the time I have watched a lot of telly, Darren has made me dozens of cappuccinos and whipped up some lovely dinners, and I have painted the house.
It's not as hard work as it sounds, and I have really enjoyed doing it.
I think it gives the illusion that we live in Palm Springs. The sun is shining brightly, but I can't draw shadows or shading so my style is pretty limited. However, I am stuck inside for the next four days so I can do commissions if anyone is interested!
Ps, I can't draw people or animals either, but I am keen to try another house.