It's Sunday and I truly do feel like death warmed up. I wish I was Worzel Gummidge and could take my head off and put another one on whilst the first one recovers. Head colds are so not fun. Whilst taking it easy on the sofa I drew my eldest in his favourite position. I trace my drawings a lot but this one was freehand. I can see a few things wrong with it but hey...not bad for someone not feeling their best. On the window sill, to the right, is a photo taken in Malta of me and the hubby when I was expecting the youngest. On the left is my photo of the week. Taken last Saturday of my sister.
