Hello again everyone.

Yes, I'm feeling better now and I've even been outside this afternoon. That's progress.

So what happened then? Basically, I started to feel ill on Friday night and I wasn't so good on Saturday morning either and so I stayed in bed to sleep through it. Or, at least that was the plan but it didn't quite work out like that as for reasons that I won't explain, I couldn't stay in bed for longer than 10 minutes at a time.

Consequently I reckoned that I've eaten something that disagrees with me - but what, I do not know. On the basis that if nothing goes in, then nothing can come out, I decided not to eat or drink anything until the crisis passed but nevertheless I nipped into St Eloy (and wasn't that an exciting adventure?) to do some quick shopping.

Having taken a few elementary precautions, I went down to watch the football, including watching Pionsat's 2nd XI win their first game of the season against the Goatslayers, but that was really too much. Back home, I retired to bed and that was that.

By Monday night things had calmed down enough for me to try some food and drink and as that seemed to work after some kind of fashion, I've been gradually increasing my intake? So far, so good.

But I've not been idle while I've been ill. I've done all kinds of paperwork that's been outstanding, watched a load of decent films and recorded a few DVDs and CDs. Today, with the weather being really bright and sunny with plenty of hot water, I collected up all of the towels and clothes and so on that might have germs on them, and given them a really good wash

So now, I wonder what tomorrow might bring.