After daring the flu virus to do its worse last week, it did.
Down I went on the weekend, not moving, not speaking for two and a half days until the fever broke and good health was restored.
I stayed away from humanity, swallowed Panadol and drank litres of lemon barley water and made few demands on my family and none on the health system.
And just for good measure, when I was able to eat again, I ordered a nice piece of free-range pork from my organic butcher in West Lynn and bit the arse of the swine that bit me.
Just to have the last word.
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