Christmas Fever

Quite literally I am afraid. Been down with a head cold for a few days but last night having kept my dearest awake most of the night rattling like an old railway engine I was duly carted off to the Doctors this morning.

Much prodding and poking later it was decided that I had an Upper Resprortary Tract Infection. Back of my throat feels like someone has been at it with a Black and Decker, hard to swallow and not in the best of humour.

Only the second time in thirty seven years of working has a Doctor told me not to go to work. Last time was in 1983.

Looking on the positive side at least I will be well on the mend come Xmas,