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And before you all shout MAN FLU it is worse. My snotterbox is working overtime, a box of tissues a day. Head aches, abstinence from food, fun an alcohol, (see I told you I was ill) left on my own to fend for myself while she goes out painting the town red. (shopping and working mainly) but still out! I'm laying here covered in Olbas oil and wondering when the next cup of tea will appear. Adult abuse is what I call it, I should call in a social worker but they would only send the Yeti in pink knickers.It ain't pig or bird flu as I had a jab, Asian flu is out cause she stopped me ringing up for a Thai massage as advertised on a card in the phonebox . I reckon the Yeti has been giving me a good kicking in my sleep, there are no bruises, but she is clever like that. I ache in places I have only just realised were there. She says it is my own fault for going out with wet hair. WET HAIR! my hair is so long it never dries out between washes, just an excuse from her to stop me blaming the snotty nosed rug rat that she babysat the other night.
it's not a hippie colony you know.