DP has come back from work and is behaving as though he has Spanish flu, if not the Plague. He has no discernible symptoms of illness apart from a mournful tone of voice. It's making me itch with irritation. He's lying on the sofa with one hand dramatically flung over his forehead like an old Victorian woman who needs her smelling salts. Arghhh. Anyone else similarly affected??
Disclaimer - if he really were ill then I would be the one in the Victorian role, channelling Florence Nightingale.