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Sick
22 June 2005
Eww. I am not well. I feel all slimy and semi-digested, like I’ve disagreed with something that has eaten me. Am going to bed now, with cat and bear and radio, bottle of water and pile of Chalet School books. The world shall hear from me again - but not for a while, maybe...
© Chaz Brenchley 2005
Reproduced here by permission of Chaz Brenchley, who asserts his moral right to be identified as the author of this work.