Christ, I’ve had diarrhoea for a week! Explosive type. Thank God it all goes into a bag, or it’d be a shitstorm for sure. I’ve stopped eating fruit completely, that’s how serious it is! Given I live on fruit, I don’t really know what else to eat….
Stella has just left as well, so that’s gonna take me down a bit, and there is other mischief at play designed by The Unscrupulous to unhinge me and someone close to me.
A gig tonight, and having the very capable Rosanna to take over from Stella, should get me back on track, I hope.
As i said goodbye to Stella, I openly admitted to her that I’m not quite at the stage where I can honestly say that I’m thankful to her that she stopped me from dying on July 21st, but perhaps one day I will arrive at that point?