Still felt pretty dreadful, but I decided that I could just go and feel dreadful in Devon instead. Packed my bags and myself full of medications, and had some good Beano hugs in the car to make me feel better.

We got down there at about 4, later joined by Meike and Yasmin. Paul and Bill cooked a huge batch of spag bol (and some lovely veggie meatballs) for tea. I had an early night, which was interrupted many times by Beano, who had discovered that he could get out of his own bedroom and get into mine, and decided that it was the funnest activity ever.