This shall be briefer than a Helen Flanagan bush tucker trial. I am sick and tired. Not a reference to another impending rant but a genuine reference to my physical being. What I thought was just dog tiredness for the past week or so has turned into the lurgy. Whether the tiredness was a first sign of the illness or the tiredness allowed it to possess my body I don’t know and it matters not. I am male and ill….pity me!
The girls have had it for a week and just as they started to recover both Louise and I have inherited whatever they had. It gripped me on Friday and I spent a day at work in my dressing gown. This was for a pajama based day in aid of Children In Need but it felt quite apt. If only I had worn something underneath it, I may have attracted fewer strange looks, and less of a breeze that may have made matters worse.
So allow me to battle the throat, the sniffles the hot and cold sweats and weirdly horrific heartburn, and I shall return to you next week, plague free and back on form.
For now, I shall retreat to my bed, chair or whatever position of self-pity suits me best, and try my best not to infect you via this bloggage. Alas, I have a busy and travel full week ahead. Deep joy.
Enough.
Till the next time……
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Same down south in rainy Reading, my lot have all had it over the last 10 days. Poor Emily has been off for 4 days from school and looks like she won’t be in tomorrow.
I hope that you and Louise feel better very soon x
Hope you all feel better soon. I’ve been in bed all weekend trying to get shut of it for work tomorrow. Although I protested vehmently that there was enough there already, the lurgy refused to listen and it has planted itself firmly on my ample chest. I now sound like a 60 a day lifetime smoker even though I have never smoked. Ah well…it’ll give the kids in school something to entertain them in their maths lessons tomorrow 😦 as I rasp deeply. Get well soon x