The good news is that today I am awake. I spent most of yesterday asleep. I’m clearly not fully fit yet, because I feel like I have just played a full 80 minutes against the All Blacks. Also my head is full of mush. That’s probably an ideal state to be in while reading Finch, because it gives you a certain feeling of solidarity with those suffering fungal infections, but it doesn’t help when you are trying to be intelligent.

Anyway, the even better news is that Kevin has not been so badly hit by the dreaded lurgy, and is actually intending to head into his office today. Also by avoiding the Borderlands events I have hopefully avoided infecting anyone else.

My next job is a hot shower and emotibomb. After that I may be in a fit state to start scouring the web for reactions to WFC.