3- However, the blond was hers – second cousin’s nephew, thrice removed on her sister’s side – and sensible as well as experienced. He recognised the symptoms, despite being a tad incapacitated, and pried himself loose long enough to warn the brother, if belatedly, to lock themselves away for a couple of days to be safe. Then, nothing left to do but let Nature take its course. If Nanny Ogg’s cakes were legendary, her brews were twice as famous; it was nearly a week before the fumes died down.