The beginning...

International Tourette Syndrome Research Hospital, Helsingborg, Sweden.

Why am I here? Stuck in this hospital and being examined each day by various people, every last one of them called Bjorn?

For some reason they think I have Tourette Syndrome which is ridiculous as I haven't felt the need to even utter a single word of foul language since I left England.

Still, as they have an order from the Government to keep me here for research purposes until I'm 'cured', I suppose I should make the most of the situation. I have been speaking to Bjorn in the next ward and we are going to set up a hospital cricket team.