Hurrah, it is that time of year when some of us put ourselves through the stress of trying to write something every day. And already I am up against it as I wake to find I have man flu. Having had a sore throat for two days and I now have a bit of a cough as well. My voice has gone down about seven octaves to make Barry White sound like a castrati which I am using to good effect by lying about on the settee moaning in a deep and sexy sort of a growl. However, The Magnificent M appears to be inured to it and is refusing to cook me a full english. How I suffer!
So the good news is that the post I would have posted today can be used tomorrow, so now I can go back to moaning loudly in the hope that I might get a decent lunch. Or maybe a roast for tea. Or possibly just a raised eyebrow and a look to me that says, yeah, like that's going to happen.
4 comments:
I'm sure M will eventually realise the seriousness of your condition and it won't be long before she is cooling your fevered brow with cold towels whilst hand-feeding you chicken soup and Lucozade.
Probably.
Thanks for joining in. It'll be fun.
Probably.
Again.
Manflu is dangerous. I'd put up the oxygen tent, collect a book (or two) and crawl inside for a week. Or two. Maybe three.
You poor thing, how on earth will you manage to write daily whilst suffering?
I wonder if anyone ticks the 'I'm not a robot' box since you can simply press 'publish'.
Masher - Well,she did make me a Lemsip.
Brennig - Now that seems an eminently sensible precaution to protect both myself and others. I may need an intravenous drip of chilled white wine though.
Toffeeapple - I shall try my best.... I ticked it. I've just changed my laptop and this has suddenly appeared. I won't bother in future, it'll save my left mouse button from wearing out 1 click a day earlier.
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