287: From Bad to Worse

Last week. I reported that John and Phil had apparently gone to see a Merica (cue Simon & Garfunkel). Now it seems  I was both misunderstood and over-confident.

Updates from America (evidently a place not a thing) via the wonders of technology (email, WhatsApp, Facebook, remembering I only get what Jacky tells friends and family over the phone) tell me John has been seriously ill.

Panic not! Things (and John) are getting better. You may know by now that John is out of hospital but doing something called quarantining (presumably something American and legal).

I want him home.

I guess John also wants to be home.

But is he coming home?

Not sure.

Watch this space while I watch the front door