Poisoned

Hmm. Several hours of nausea, stomach cramps and pooing water through the night left me in need of smelling salts and a loosened corset this morning. Something I ate or drank yesterday took violent issue with me.

Had to cancel a trip to London, and much later ventured down the Twitten to talk to certain neighbours who were painting things white before walking carefully into town to buy a plastic sword, a furry dinosaur that growls and shuffles its feet, and spiderman stuff for Oskar, whose birthday it is tomorrow.

Sent off my proposal for the Guernsey literature thing to Catriona and Richard. Now to wait to see if there is a plink at the bottom of the well.