Well, the wedding was delightful but the wedding night, er, for me, that is, was dreadful. I went to bed shivering and despite wearing my socks in bed and clutching my hands under my armpits I could not stop shivering and shaking and sweating. I fear, once again, the dreaded revenge of the prawn. I remember thinking as I picked up one large, juicy-looking crustacean that he had a somewhat beady eye - I should have been warned! Anyway, the trip 'ooop North' for the funeral had to be cancelled which was not a great disappointment, I must confess, and instead the little 'Memsahib' drove me home where I took to my bed. She is even more terrifying when she adopts her 'Nursey' role than she is normally! I am feeling better already, but just a bit 'feak and weeble'!