Odd conversation with Drayton this morning. Apparently he's got some mate called Hugh Briss, who had a bit of a fall. As I said to Drayton, I could come round and burn a feverfew-scented tea light (good for inflammation) but if there's anything genuinely wrong with him, he probably ought to see a doctor. Whatever the benefits of aromatherapy might be (and increased sales for Holland and Barrett are probably the main one), it's rubbish for broken bones.
Drayton, needless to say, did his usual thing where his face goes from pompous piety to broken confusion. I wonder what was the matter with him?
I'm dying over here. You're killing me!!!
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