In case any of you faithful readers are wondering -- I think there is a grand total of three of you out there -- I haven't died from this mystery flu bug I managed to catch from thin air. No, no, it is not SARS. But it is ironic that I managed to get through the worst of winter only to succumb on the brink of summer.
Burdened with a drippy nose, big packet of tissue paper and tonnes of self-pity, I trudged to the supermarket to stock up on loads of grapefruit and orange juice for crucial Vitamin C, and chicken soup as a substitute for mother's love. And now, I am all drugged out with the most super-duper flu medicine I've ever taken -- Nurofen is my fren indeed.
Friday, June 6
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