Unusually, I took to my bed on Sunday. After eating an
excess of sweet-corn, I paid for my greed on Saturday night with indigestion reminiscent
of a dog gnawing at a bone. To ease the pains, I drew a bath at 3am and relaxed in
the warm water, half reading an ancient Dick Francis paperback which I didn’t
mind getting wet if I dozed off. After
several hot water top-ups, I staggered back to bed and slept all day. By 2am on Monday morning, I felt fine but
peckish. No one was more relieved than
me with my speedy recovery
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