Last Friday night I was frightened, very frightened. I couldn’t stand light. It got so bad that I couldn’t even have the ‘light’ from the led on the BT Broadband home hub was too much when I was hiding under the duvet in the spare room of my friend Andrew with a very sore head.

He was very worried about me – and after another fainting in his front room, which had been preceded by me not being able to speak, which was quite awkward when I was attempting to make a ‘honey drink’ (and had fainted – and Andrew was being instructed by me in this art) – he telephoned the Ambulance service.

The very nice Paul and Anne-Marie arrived quite promptly, and took me to the Ulster Hospital in Dundonald. I was very well looked after there – although I was on a trolley in A&E for about 24 hours.

During this time I was sent to CT for a scan – but it came back with no abnormalities – but at least we can confirm that there appears to be a brain in my head.

It was late on Saturday before I was admitted and moved to Ward 19 for observation.

After an extremely hearty breakfast which reminded me of RSCM chorister courses, I had another good meal at lunch time, and then Andrew reappeared as I was being discharged.

And what was wrong?

The diagnosis was that it was a migraine. Good thing that they gave me Sumitriptan 100mg then on Saturday evening. If only I had known, I could have taken one of the tablets that Andrew has in his flat….