Gentlemen, we can rebuild him.

Slybacon Snr is currently laid up having just had a bionic knee fitted.

I went to visit him in the evening. I was supposed to go in the afternoon, but I was unable to go five minutes without being violently sick. Over indulgance from the night before. My bad.

I still felt pretty ropey. So he looked relatively chipper next to my ashen face. Depending how he gets on with the stairs on Monday, he might be home.