@peemee Ah, that makes more sense. I thought it referred to the other end of things.
8 hours of sleep last night and 2 hours this afternoon. Still exhausted. G'night…
My hour of attempted meditation in a pile of blankets confirmed that this was the old food poisoning, which I haven't had for years. Solution, then, was obvious and inevitable: a good old jaw with my old friend the porcelain pot. The conversation was forced, but the outcome favourable…
I feel strangely tired and a bit weak today. There is an element of delayed onset muscle soreness from yesterday; I really hope that's it, and that I'm not getting sick.
Unrelated: stomach cramps since breakfast. Huh.
@peemee I ignored it because it looks like I'll be prompted automatically anyway, so there's no point clicking on any of the links.
// @JeremyCherfas @phoneboy @sumudu
My god, the standard of restaurant wine in Edinburgh is, on the whole, on par with Paris — disgraceful. At least this country has the excuse for nurturing a culture that traditionally prefers warm (well, not-frozen), sturdy ale, but still. Appalling.