QUOTE : Dad diagnoses me as having a stomach bug, claiming that there’s a nasty one going around, but I’m fairly certain it’s the chicken he cooked last night, which was a bit squishy and pink in places. I’d barely eaten any and Dad had scoffed a whole plate of it down, which is why he says it can’t have been the cause, but he has a cast iron stomach, probably from years of inadvertently poisoning himself.