At home sick with Ebola. The doctor said it’s just a common cold. But I googled when I got home and realised quite quickly that he had misdiagnosed me.
As you may already know, Mumma Colly-Wonks has a Ceylonese-remedy (voodoo-concoction) for everything. She won’t tell me what is in this, which with her usually means that it’s not legal. It’s also a little concerning to me, that five minutes after I drank it, she popped her head back through my bedroom door and asked quite intensely if I “felt anything yet?”.