Oh no! After having an upset stomach last night, I woke up at 3am this morning with pounding pains in my stomach. 
Despite taking particular care to wash hands and use hand gel I have fell victim to the Delhi Belly. Not sure what the offending dish or drink was – I have been fed so much its difficult to keep track of the possible candidates.
On the previous evening, I did some press-ups and sit-ups with the aim of stemming the expansion of my waistline. This predictably didn’t do much but now it looks like nature has identified an alternative weight correcting mechanism. I have tried to moderate the amount of food I am eating in recent days. However, saying that you’re full in India is a bit like saying to Mrs. Doyle off Father Ted that you don’t want anymore tea!!
The late nights and early mornings are taking their toll and could do with crashing out. Feeling quite sick and my neck is sore. Please feel free to dust off your miniature violin and play a sombre piece accordingly. I am keeping my morale up in these early hours by listening to some classic 80s cheese
In many ways I’m glad I have experienced the Delhi Belly – I didn’t want to cheat the system. Now that I have paid my dues I hope that it quickly subsides and that I am immune to any further upsets.
On a serious note, the team members are looking after each other well. Carl’s knowledge on health matters has helped us steer clear of a lot of potential pitfalls and Hollie and Marianne have provided all the boys with some much needed motherly support! James has also made a little girl’s day through blowing up a balloon despite apparent health risks.
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