“Currently on enough antibiotics to de-pox Victorian London, so mostly lying around like a walrus in pyjamas and getting some rest before work on Monday. One day my body will learn to behave xxx”


“I am now down to two pairs of trousers that fit me, one of which is held up by a broken belt, so could probably do with getting some clothes that don’t make me look like a sentient floordrobe!”


“I think my innards just decided a rebellion was overdue. Still, what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger and more vengeful! x”


“I’m flexible (obviously not physically)!”


“Trust my brother to sire two sentient dirty protests!”