Day 11 in the big brother house:

1. Richard threatens to move to another room because of Ian's snoring.

2. Ian has found a Chinese author for his forthcoming book on Black Country Expeditions - By Wee Yo Binn

3. Irene the nurse wants to teach Ian Chinese only if Ian can teach Black Country Lingo!!

Got Up this morning feeling absolutely great, no headache and almost wanting to jump out of bed. I moved my left arm to lift myself up; then I thought I can't do that! But I did, my right arm felt a little better too. I just couldn't wait to get the day started. Got showered dressed had breakfast in ultra quick time and had loads of time to spare. Then I had the thought pass through my head that I've got a full programme of therapies this morning and they're gonna want to see results! I was in such a great mood that I even got the Chinese dictionary out to learn how to say 'Good Morning' in Chinese how sad is that? Everyone I came across I said good morning to and people were in stitches, Richard thought I'd gone demented!!

I went to rehab and said good morning to Judy the therapist who promptly corrected me; I'd got my pronunciation wrong. Well who cares everybody knows there's nothing better than a Black Country dialect. Judy proceeded to put me on the inversion table and then wanted me to lift a 2kg bar above my head whilst standing. Well I did my best before nearly wrapping the bar around Richard's neck as he seemed all of a sudden to think he's the therapist! Went onto my massage which as expected Judy wanted a bit more effort, she really put me through it! Ok I thought at least OT won't be so bad - wrong! Not only did they work on my right hand and arm but were expecting me to perform little miracles with my left hand and arm at the same time. Now everyone know's that a man can't do two things at once! That little venture over we went for lunch the temperature had become noticeably colder, it had dropped some 12 degrees from the temperature yesterday.

The afternoon session consisted of the usual acupuncture but as my legs were so cold they decided not to connect the electrodes. Following this was the muscle stimuli by short sharp spurts of electricity. By this time I was dithering and just couldn't get warm. The patient coordinator found me a heater to try and thaw me out and went to bed like a shrivelled prune!