So, as you know, I started to feel a little (a lot) ill on Saturday, and by Sunday I felt like I was dying. I'm not too fussed with colds, they annoy me but I can get on with it, but when I'm so achey I can barely lift my arms, then there's a problem. I slept and rested all most of Saturday and all Sunday, until Gary took me to Mum's and then I
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