Way to go, Jono Hirt and Chris Hartley.
I missed church yesterday as I have been feeling somewhat seedy. Indeed I went to the Redfern doc just now, and while imminent death has been ruled out, as far as he could tell, we are keeping an eye on things. It may be I have one of those “unknown viruses” so beloved by doctors when they are not sure.
I did summon up energy to go to The Porter House for a good roast dinner yesterday with Lord Malcolm, Sirdan, and my old friend Simon H. Partly I felt I needed a really good meal, and got one, but also the conversation — though I was a bit subdued — was excellent as ever.