My left foot now resembles something of a rather disgusting [and for people who know me, if I say it's disgusting, it probably really is] cluster of eggs from which an alien lifeform will soon erupt at any moment. From a bacterial infection to I-don't-know-what, I only hope it fully recovers before I leave for London in 30 days. It's weird because it seemed to be getting better towards the end of last week, but THIS happened. So I have to spend at least another week hobbling or hopping around the house on one foot. Most of last week was spent sitting or lying down in my room. Thankfully I possess a few computer games which helped me whet away most of my time. Not that I'm a 'going-out' person, but I still would have liked to walk properly.