Cough, Cough, Splutter, Splutter

Blurgh! Feeling like shit even more today than I did yesterday. It’s not a cold or even the flu it’s a damn pesky chest infection. I don’t know what was worse, sounding like I smoked 80 cigarettes a day (as I sounded yesterday) or hacking away and coughing up my body weight in phlegm (which I’m doing today)

I guess I only have myself to blame as this appears to have happened after going to see Faithless on Tuesday night. I had gone along the previous week and was very organised, I’d taken a bag with a dry T Shirt and extra layers of clothing but found that dancing was impossibly hard with a bag bouncing around and the queue for the cloakroom was more akin to the bread line in Moscow circa. 1978 than would be expected at Brixton Academy. So, On Tuesday I left the bag with dry T Shirt at work… End of the night (and what an amazing night it was) I ventured out into Brixton’s cold night air in a soaked T Shirt and damp jeans and paid the price Wednesday morning :( actually I’m still paying the price!!

So far I’ve missed going to see The Dead 60’s, tickets for which I bought in October and I’d be really looking forward to and today I missed the work Christmas lunch – OK, maybe not the highlight of my social calendar but it’s seldom that work pay for us to eat, drink and be merry and this year I missed out!! Tomorrow I’d planned on going out to see a DJ spin some funky house grooves and again on Sunday I had planned on going to Turnmills for a night of sheer house indulgence… I don’t think they’ll want coughing boy in the corner somehow!

So, today I slept and slept and slept some more, tuned into Unknown FM and then suddenly it went off air and so far hasn’t returned… am I being punished?! what the hell did I do wrong to deserve this?!

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