Christmas cheer - not

Lunch at Java Cafe in Phnom Penh is a popular haunt for expats. After my less-than-tasty cheeseburger there yesterday I've spent most of the intervening hours on the loo and that includes regular trips through the night. I've lost about half my bodyweight. Okay, that's an exaggeration but this is the worst bout of tummy-runs that I've had for a long, long time. Of course they are to be expected, living in a 3rd world country and all, but even so, I'm not exactly filled with lots of Christmas cheer at this particular moment. I'm also at work on Christmas Day, but may soon head for home as I really ain't feeling great. As for going out and celebrating with a nice meal, a few drinks, some nice company - forget it, I need to hover around the loo. Even the blocking tablets that I have used before, have had no effect. If this continues I'll disappear from view, leaving a pile of rumpled clothes on the toilet floor. Now there's a thought. Reggie Perrin and all that.