..who sadly could not be here tonight

Brother's not well.

With just nine days left until Christmas, he's failed to get out of the way of one of those cold bugs which are doing the rounds in Borehamwood at the minute. Which means he's barely got the energy to do anything but sit on the sofa, breathe and fart.

I'll be glad when he's better. It'll be nice to see him watch TV again.

I'm just worried this will be the Virus With My Name On It. I haven't been ill in ages- and it is nearly Christmas.