My Space

'Twas ever thus-
Having had my three days in the spotlight of relative unwellness and being smothered in attention by an alarmed Lordship unaccustomed to my being anything but fighting fit, the tables have been turned abruptly and he has taken to his bed with a cough. Not any old cough, but a man cough with bells on, possibly even flu he says, despite the injection.

He insists he must have got it from me although I don't have a cough and he has not had my head cold. I prefer to blame germs from the equipment in the gym he used on Monday.

Nonetheless, now it is my turn to administer some tlc to someone good at giving advice and support, but not so keen to being at the receiving end. Relations may become a little strained.