Lionel Scare

Yesterday Lionel, the hostel's 70-something-year-old-resident bionic man, told me that last March, shortly after arriving in New Zealand, he'd almost died from having blood on his lungs.

This morning I dreamt that he was chronically ill again, so I was doing everything I could to get his helpless self on a plane back to England again.

Which just goes to prove that you can't really help someone, even if they've already got better.

Wah-ha-ha NARF!!