The Raro equivalent of Delhi Belly - the Raro Runs - seems to have inflicted our family with much nastiness and hasty retreats to the bathroom with all but myself (so far) coming down with the bug. It can't be food as colleagues children have or are suffering the same ailments. So I left the house this morning with George and Emily tucked up in bed with Mum and Joshua confined to his room, all feeling rather sorry for themselves - poor buggers. I do know how they feel as I have suffered through a dose of campolabactor (spelling?), or food poisoning my self. It was debilitating and almost put me off chicken (the suspected cause) for life. My doctor actually advised that I never eat chicken that I haven't cooked myself. That way you know its 'history' and that it has been cooked properly.
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| This is what we need at our place at the moment...or not! |
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