I have just spent the last half hour mopping up after me, after I have been sick all over my house. Thank the lord for laminate and cork flooring is all I can say. I don’t know why, but I roused myself from sleep a bit queezy and think that I should crouch over the toilet bowl for a bit – just in case.

I don’t get there in time, and vomit up the bedroom door, slip, and vomit over the bathroom door, taking in most of the landing as I go, and then vomit my way all the way through the bathroom to the toilet.

And then the mopping up. Really, I’m not sure which is worse – the sickness, or the clearing up of the sickness…