The Bot

The dreaded bot has struck. Again!

As much as I would like to write a long-winded post on the perils of being sick with the dreaded flu, for the second time this year, I will refrain, dear reader. The only thing I will say is when you're sick, being single sucks! Where is the devoted partner ready with a loving hand to soothe a fevered brow, make the hot drinks, ensure you get your rest, eat enough, etcetera, etcetera.

Sigh.

And as dear Forrest would say, that's all I have to say about that.

So no long post from me this week. Just a plaintive sigh and a plea to the universe to send me my male, and preferably hot, version of Florence Nightingale.