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It’s a long time since I’ve felt as bad as I have this weekend. It started on Friday afternoon. I had a splitting headache, but still went out with Ruth and Chris of the Brennan after work. I was only staying for the proverbial ‘one’, but four glasses of very bad wine later I was stumbling out of the Green Man almost five hours after we finished work.

It really was terrible wine.

I woke up every half hour or so through the night, and eventually found myself lying on the bathroom floor, shivering, trying desperately hard not to be sick.

Yesterday was no better. Clearly the splitting head had been the start of a hot-and-cold-flush cold, and I ate nothing all day. I spent my time under a travel rug on the settee, slept through most of the day and then went to bed with some cheese on toast that went cold over night, and I ate for breakfast this morning.

I feel 1000 times better today. That’s probably a bad thing to say as it’ll tempt a relapse, but I did stuff myself with fizzy vitamin C and Lemsip yesterday as I really can’t afford any time off work this week. All I really want to do is flop around in comfy chairs, or the bath, but I have been disciplined, and spent the day sorting out my finances, working out how much it has cost me to set up the rental thing, telling the council it’s sending bills to the wrong person, and writing to the flat’s managament company to tell them I’m now definately out and someone else is definately in.

Will, I say definately in, but I’ve not seen any money from the agent yet, and she hasn’t replied to my last email, either. I’ll give her until the middle of the week, and then call.

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