I actually missed the event for the first time in years. I woke up feeling poorly, but nonetheless I got dressed up in warm clothes and boots ready to go outside and help, but felt so rough B advised me not to. I acknowledged I wasn't up to it.
Some kind of virus has been doing the rounds at work for about 2 weeks now, some people testing positive for covid, others with the same symptoms testing negative; I guess I had caught whatever it was, as I have had a head cold or something all week (I took two covid tests which showed negative). It's possible I was washed out and really tired. I just stood like a rather sad figure at the window watching B out there with the neighbours, all being very jolly and covered in leaves.