Saturday, January 05, 2008

Ha.

I feel left out but in a good way.

Everyone I know, EVERYONE I know, has suffered from or is suffering from colds, stomach blights, scurvy, scarlet fever and shingles this Christmas bar me. For the first year in five or six I've seen the festive season through without so much as a sniffle. I know that I am tempting fate writing this - particularly as two of the lads present here in work look like famine outcasts - but I feel I need to glory in my current state of wellness.

Oh lovely it is.

(Coughs) Shit.

2 comments:

Terence McDanger said...

I had a cold AND a sore throat all last week, am still a bit sniffy. I get a cold about once a year and am otherwise hale and hearty as a horse, hangover excepted.

You, on the other hand, take to bed for a week if an ambulance passes on the street to remind you of illness.

I'm an utter cock today amn't I?

Radge said...

Oh like you wouldn't believe! Nothing less than a nemesis to me today...