I’ve been living a charmed life of late, dodging the floods in Yorkshire, BRAPA in Cumbria, and now a Norovirus outbreak in a Lancaster Spoons. I won’t make light of Norovirus (not to be confused with Nostradamus) and tell you that missing BRAPA by a day was the luckier escape. The Richard Owen seemed a… Continue reading DODGING NOROVIRUS OUTBREAKS IN LANCASTER