I was feeling ill all week and struggled into work for the National challenge conference and then went to work for half the day on Friday, until I couldn’t breath and was the only Cornish girl in on St. Piran’s day and in bed by eight as I felt so ill. By midnight my body had exploded at every end and I was on fire and sweating. I can just about stand up today but only if dearly beloved helps me and I’m still sweating and shaking. I had missed this when the epidemic hit our school and then our town and then dearly beloved’s work place and now it’s hit me. I’m off back to bed now as just getting up for a wash whilst dearly beloved changes the sheets. It’s swine of an illness!!!