2nd December

I am covered in bites. Literally, any part of me that wasn't covered up now contains a sand-fly bite. The ONLY day I haven't DEET'd as well. I have the hangover from Hell and it is not easy to sleep off the latter in a tent. I have no bite cream and generally feeling pretty sorry for myself. The only crumb of comfort is that EVERYONE is covered in bites.

Was grumpy all day and people kept commenting I wasn't myself. Also Rob is due shortly and we will no doubt need to rediscuss yesterday's events.

The highlight again was the lunch, the same as yesterday but still very good. I had one beer to try the "hair of the dog". It didn't work. Neither did Coke and ice-cream. Went back to bed in the afternoon and also turned it for good at 11pm. Did have the chat with Rob. Diplomacy rules. We are all friends again.