On A Health Farm
20/2/97-21/2/97
20 February 1997 - ON A HEALTH FARM
In an effort to beat the flu, I've booked into a health farm renowned for its radical techniques. For instance, I have to sleep in a small two-man submarine, balanced on a steeple, with three other people.
The day begins with breakfast, which consists of a plate of iodine and molasses, and a glass of warm paste. I don't know what good it'll do. As soon as I'd eaten mine I threw it all up into a drawer.
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