I had a bout of cellulitis nearly thirty years ago in my right foot, after surgery to remove orthopaedic hardware from the ankle. My foot swelled to the size and shape of a rugby ball and I spent five days on IV antibiotics in an isolation ward — infected wounds are horribly contagious.

This time it’s less dramatic (no IVs or isolation) but I’m not having any more fun than I did the last time. Plus now there’s no Edmund to bring me chocolate bars and a book about the Duke of Wellington.

Wikipaedia tells me that cellulitis occurs most often in the lower legs and feet, and in the face. Fancy that.