I finished the steroids on Friday and the antibiotics yesterday, which is normally the start of feeling well again. Instead, I still feel absolutely bloody! And I have run out of paracetemol and my temperature is back up again.

All the schools I was supposed to visit last week have been very understanding - one has booked for December 3rd and the rest are willing to wait until I'm ready. I've got to feel better soon. I can't stand much more television, and Bill Bryson's childhood will only last so long. I've written a short story (posted on my Verse and Worse blog), but my brain is so mushy that it is probably complete rubbish.

And only one friend has been to see me - bringing books, thank goodness!