Got bitten four times last Thursday by some unknown flies. Don't think they were horseflies as I didn't feel it. Either that or my legs were still a bit duff from nettle stings incurred whilst singletracking. Anyway come Friday afternoon the swelling had started and I was feeling a bit rough. Saturday morning, after a rough night I was feeling worse. Ended up seeing emergency GP and got diagnosis of Cellulitis. Cue antibiotics and much co-codamol. Saturday night I was running a fever and had that delightful feeling of sweating like a whore in church whilst shivering so hard the bed was rattling.
Slowly feeling better but it put the kybosh on a few plans.
Bastard flies
