So I eventually emerged into daylight after one week and five days. I was in dire need of some Vitamin D apart from anything else to be honest. Staying in as a lifestyle just isn't healthy pop-kids.
Once your body ceases to physically move around much on a daily basis, the general rules of body and mind begin to shift in accordance. Well, mine did at least. It's easy to see where good old fashioned Cabin Fever comes from, and I'm pretty sure I could draft out a fairly informative pamphlet on the painful topic of constipation now too. No further details on that one. Mind you, I had the WWW and a couple of chew-toys to keep insanity at bay I suppose.
One thing that seems to happen quite easily is the shift to nocturnal living, especially as some of the best borderline-loony TV is on post-midnight. I'm talking Couples that Kill, Serious Maniacs, and Deviant Outback Activities, after which a restful night's sleep is simply not on the cards I can confirm.
Speaking of strange night-time activity, 1:25am sees yours truly in the catacombs of Chéz Sonique carrying out my hot & cold pre-bedtime knee-treatment. This is where the microwave and the deep-freeze reside, so it is here that it must take place. Damp towel into the microwave at full-power for 2 minutes, then straight onto afflicted knee; then ice (or wine-cooler in my case - see pic) same, straight after. Repeat three times. All being well, there will come a time in the not-too-distant when this won't be necessary, but for now while the rest of decent society sleeps, this is where you will find me.