As you know I am never one to harp on about my ailments or complain about being under the weather.
But……
I’m all alone in London and suffering the most awful sore throat imaginable. I blame all those rude and inconsiderate people who travel by Tube and Train for my predicament and if I were Prime Minister would make it an offence punishable by one week in public stocks for anyone who coughed or sneezed without a handkerchief.
I’m hoping the night nurse will see me through till morning until I can find someone who’ll listen to me moan all day about my Man Flu and perhaps offer me just a tiny little piece of sympathy.
Poor me…. and er yes…. OK I do harp on….