We were stuck in Beaufort for an extra day because Gemma was ill. She'd been feeling a little run down but that morning she complained of a sore throat, banging head, achiness and she had a fever. I figured it was probably just a 24 hour virus and was proved right, although the sore throat portion lingered. Gemma spent the day in bed watching films on the TV. Unfortunately the people downstairs kept turning the satellite over in the middle of the film. They were all made for TV rubbish anyway, so I don't think it's a great loss. I spent the day nipping out for drinks, fruit and newspapers. Everyone who served me laughed at me which made me a little paranoid.