Apologies for lack of blogging today. I have been officially diagnosed by Ms Old Holborn as having a near terminal case of “Man Flu”. She is currently wandering around Farquam Hall in my “Grim Reaper” fancy dress costume, complete with Scythe (the one I always wear at Halloween to wander round the grounds of the local old peoples home) doing bad impressions of a Monty Python film and offering me salmon mousse for tea.