I
was beginning to feel left out, almost everyone I know has had it but I
refused to become paranoid about the Chinese flu and never did.
Then on Friday morning I acquired a bit of a cough and by 9 p.m. had minor flu
symptoms and took myself to bed early. A bit sweaty and a little under the weather on
Saturday morning but not enough to prevent me tackling a concreting job in the
front garden. I should have finished it but lethargy won as it
does all too frequently as the next big birthday gets perilously closer.
Today things are quite a lot better, overheated perhaps but not seriously unwell
and improving all the time.
The mystery is where did it come from. I went with friends to a flying display
at Duxford last Sunday. I took the Liz line for a very quick visit to my
daughter on Monday and I had a visitor on Wednesday. None of my known contacts are unwell.