Monday 30 October 1989

Ouch! And again OUCH!

I woke up this morning with bad stomach pains.  I had registered at the University doctors so off I traipsed.  I then traipsed back again having been told that there was nowt wrong.  Just give it time…

And food, thought I. So I had the mother of all fry ups when it was offered at tea time.  Thing was though, this hearty eating nonsense had no effect whatsoever on my symptoms.

If anything, I felt worse… cold and shivery… slept with the electric bar heater on… very dangerous… rambling now…

(Was that suitably stoic or in the style of Scott?)

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