I didn't die in the night though there was a point at which I thought I might and another where I wished I could. Oh, how beastly is this vile flu. I need a t-shirt bearing the logo "I heart Lemsip" though people might misread it and think I mean Lembit who I don't fancy at all; does anyone?
I have absolutely no idea what anyone in this house is going to eat over the next few days except ham. A tangerine perhaps - and would you like a slice of ham with that? I think the Christmas ham is growing larger not diminishing - a bit like me.
I am going to make mince pies - delicate little ones with filo pastry and germs, then hang up my stocking and dream of wellness.
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