First the good news: I'm finally not looking after sick family any more - everyone is fine. To answer Malcolm's question: no, the vomit was nothing to do with an orgy! The bad news is that, in some Daily Mail-headline-like catastrophe, my house seems to have depreciated quite a bit.
Currently I'm putting off doing all our Christmas cards. They're bought, but still somewhat blank. The deal is that Neil does all the wrapping, and I do all the cards. With any luck, the Royal Mail will still exist in a few weeks, and the cards may even arrive!
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