But I’m sick as a dog, pippa. Back in a couple of days, I hope!
Unless it’s that dread swine flu.
And to prove the extent of my malaise here, I just typed “swine flue.”
Uhm, yes: “We prefer our chimney to have a swine flue. Smells yummy, tastes great!”
Yes, I’ve totally lost it.
Be strong, little Buckaroo!
Somewhere, Homer Simpson just opened his own chimney-sweeping service. Mmmmmm… swine flue…
Hope you have the type of flu I had – 2 days of feeling miserable and then better! Keeping you in my prayers.
Lose the flue, too.