Saturday, 21 February 2009
I feel like Job: my face has at least five horrible red septic spots on it. I had put it down to eating too much chocolate (or at least drinking it once or twice a day) until Malvolio woke me up this morning. It suddenly occurred to me that he spends some time nuzzling my face every day to wake me up and that he may well bring all sorts of revolting bugs in from the garden. May have to get some antibiotics from the quack, but so far I am using TCP neat on them, then disguising them a bit all day with lots of foundation and mineral powder, but it can't go on - I may acquire some horrible flesh-eating infection. I wouldn't mind a fat-eating infection, but with my luck it would be the former.