Jewish penicillin

I was woken at 3am this morning by my stomach contracting to the size of a boiled egg.

Later conversations with Adrian established it must have been the lamb that caused this, as we'd both had the cheese and he was OK.

Anyway, driving to Ilford to shoot Rosa was out of the question so I left a message at 9am to tell them what had happened. Fortunately it is a job I can postpone as it's not going to be used for a few weeks.

Meanwhile my afternoon appointment at the Sunday Express was postponed without my intervention.

Hardly got out of bed today and have no energy. Hopefully tomorrow will be better as I have more people to see.