Back in my student days I tried to get out of a promised lift to and help at a gig as I was looking after a couple of children who were ill with chicken pox. Their mum hadn't had it and she was pregnant so she was sent off to stay with a relative. I phoned to say I couldn't go.

The main act insisted, can't let them down, the show must go on, etc. etc. So I gave in, I found a babysitter, off we went. I was tired but all went well, we sang and danced, packed up and went home.

A month later I heard that almost everyone had gone down with the chicken pox, all the performers, (except me) and most of the audience were mightily ill.

Until now I never let on how they were infected.

Anne