How very odd

Well, quite an eventful week. Developed what appeared to be food poisoning on Tuesday and spent three days shuffling between the bedroom and bathroom. Decided you'd rather not have any photographs of my view of the plughole.

Then I learnt that my good friend and radio producer, Lennie, with whom I'd spent the weekend working at Cambridge Festival, had also been gripped with the same bug and had to leave his London editing suite for hotel bed-rest. Curiouser.

Although still on porridge-based meals, we decided that a couple of nights at the seaside might help in the recuperation.

Went for a little walk this evening and blipped this notice. Absolutely no idea what a Naked Sale is and, still feeling a tad delicate, had no inclination to find out.

Had mashed potato for tea.