Sick as a dog

Feeling wretched, and as well as treacherous GI tract, very hot and full of cold. However managed to keep down rehydration sachets in water. Anton texted me about Chelsea being knocked out of the European cup, but called me later to remind me how much weight I would lose.

Had to call Stamford School to cancel my meeting about Skelton Yawngrave. Really annoyed about this. Also had to turn down two freelance offers. Bastards.

Lorraine came around in the evening. She bought me some melon pieces from M&S which I could eat. Calliope on best behavior and sitting very quietly with me all day, which is very unlike her. Watched a documentary on TV about Tourette Syndrome. Bed.