Down to earth with a bump

Having all the excitement (not!) of an early end to my season through injury, the great appointments/promotions my mates are getting and my forthcoming trip to Disneyland Paris, I'd almost forgotten about my health scare with my palpitating heart. So it was a little unsettling to get a call from the District Hospital asking me to call in to be fitted with a heart monitor. They want me to wear it for 24 hours to get a better picture of my heart's rhythms, etc. than provided by the recent ECG. The only problem is that with my season over, we're visiting the in-laws this weekend and with eager volunteer babysitters on site, me and Mrs Rogue will be taking full advantage of their services and will be painting the town of Bedford red on Saturday. So maybe not a good time to try to monitor my heart?