Touch Me, I’m Sick.

I woke up this morning at 6am feeling decidedly rough, but i mustered on and tried pull myself together to get into work. The bike ride into the office was THE most horrendous cycle ever. It’s only about 2 miles but it turns out I was as weak as an 80 year old women cycling against a hurricane – coughing and spluttering as I went.

Arriving into work I became aware that I should just have ‘contagious’ written on my forehead. But with a live radio show to go on air, it wasn’t an option not to turn up. Though the discussion quickly spread to swine flu and the paranoia set in. I think if I had swine flu I’d know about it, right?? But either way, I have been instructed to inform the bossio if it turns out to be something more serious. Its a cold! Just a bad, horrible cold.

Swine Flu Kiddies Party

But it also got me thinking about the whole Swine Flu thing. People are actually holding Swine Flu parties to get it over and done with before it becomes more serious. Might be a godsend to have it now. So I thought, forget quarantines! Anybody with Swine Flu should broadcast the fact and invite people for a wee knees up in their company. Or in the words of Mudhoneys Mark Arm, “Touch Me, I’m Sick”.

****Of course – My advice is completely invalid and stupid.****