Much better, thank you

I've had that awful sickness bug. What a bundle of laughs that was - not. Amongst everything else, I've never had such painful kidneys. I had a pretty sleepless night (for obvious reasons) but seemed to completely lose a day - a bit like one of my Leeds-based, wine-fuelled sessions - have absolutely no idea where Monday went at all. Did I miss anything?

On the positive side, Jonathan had a glass of wine last night and the smell of it made me feel sick, and I was supposed to be much better at that point. Hopefully that effect will last, well, even for a week it would be a good thing.

On the negative side, I still can't stand the taste of coffee.

And I only lost 2 sodding pounds. I would have thought the sheer effort involved in schlepping to the bathroom would have worked off more than that.

Bummer.