Back in November, you will recall, we had a brief look at George Orwellâ€™s diary and its â€“ at times â€“ exclusive concentration on egg-counting. I have not seen fit to keep you abreast of the daily totals, confident as I am that you are equally fascinated by this egg business, and thus have added a check of the online diary to your daily routine. However, the latest seventy-year-old entry is somewhat alarming, so I thought I should draw your attention to it.
26-28.12.38 Have been ill. Not certain about number of eggs, but about 9.
Not certain? Get a grip, George, get a grip!