I've never been diagnosed with either IBS or anxiety. Only ADHD. I spent a tough year with a failing business and can attest to a link between anxiety (which I can surely self diagnose) and visits to the toilet 5 or 6 times a day combined with a dull ache in my bowels. Yes... it's anecdotal but I believe this study is on the mark.

Man that brings me back. My mum used to put that diluted Miwadi orange crap in it and call it orange juice. I thaught that's what orange juice tasted like until I was about 12.

Enya never leaves the house and rarely approaches the windows. Even has a panic room. Stalkers. Lives in a castle next door to Bono in Killiney in Dublin who hid Salman Rushdie in a granny flat in his back garden during the Fatwa. Enya makes stupid amounts of money because she produces all her own music in her home studio and negotiated a record deal that gives her complete creative control. Fair balls to Enya. I also went on a date with a girl who said she sells her fake designer handbags which is hilarious if true.