Poor Viv has come down with a severe case of manflu. For 32 hours now he’s been languishing in bed, emerging only for brief meals (and when his mum visited unannounced and went, “It’s because you’re not taking your B vitamins, isn’t it?!” 😂). You can tell he’s truly sick because he’s resisting the siren call of ice cream and chocolate… instead he’s eating veggie-filled food, the spicier the better. I had a good giggle when I noticed his take-away receipt last night.

an Uber Eats receipt on the side of a cardboard bag. Customer notes say 'I got the flu. So make this dam thing spicy please.'