A few cough lollies, some aspro, heater turned up high and sweating it out through a 13 hour sleep helps chase the collie-wobbles away. The gentleness and considerations of a TLS (tender loving spouse) is also indispensable. I usually flee the scene on Sunday mornings when on leave (we live right next to the church), but I woke up just as the service was getting under way – no mood to flee anywhere. Slow breakfast, Sunday paper, and a good start on P D James “Death in Holy Orders” (what an apt title) saw us through to where I think I can grab the next few weeks’ leave by the tail and hang on!