The Curse of the Pineapple continues to haunt me although in slightly less spectacular fashion. The stomach cramps have faded and I am even contemplating rather daringly eating a slice of dry toast. I may even sip some tepid water. If that experiment goes well, I plan to spend the rest of the day huddled on the sofa watching DVDs and looking pale and interesting. Exhausted by the exertion this involves, I fully expect to be back in bed by mid-afternoon.