I feel better - much better. Yesterday I felt like crap; I felt like I was dying, almost enough to feel a twang of homesickness. My neighbours had a bug this week, and I think I caught it Friday evening. So yesterday I took it easy, drinking lots and not eating much. A conversation over skype with my brother Luke dealt with the homesickness (thanks bro). This morning, however, I woke up feeling fine - well enough to get worked up at the observer's bull about Gordon Brown, and at the Tories' most recent scheme to buy votes. There is nothing like a bit of indignation to clear one's system.