It was only a few of weeks ago when I was saying how healthy I'd been and now, less than a month back, my body creaks and groans with all the high-impact sitting down I've been doing. In fairness, two of my new ailments are carry overs from when I was travelling, and part of my steady descent towards the constitution of a Victorian urchin is not having anything else to take my mind off things. It's easy to ignore the odd twinge or sniffly nose when you've got trains to catch and sights to see.

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