So having spent much of Friday afternoon in the gym, damaging myself, I then decided on Saturday to spend most of the day helping Meg, Luke and Davo (Hi Catherine!) move into their new place. This involved moving many many boxes. Not as many, perhaps, as if I wasn’t still hurting from the gym the previous day, but many nonetheless. So today I have this cumulative body collapse thing going on, where pretty much any kind of movement of any kind causes me tremendous pain and makes me want to go immediately to bed. I do, apparently, look quite nice.