Friday, 10 December 2010

Wint-ACHOO!

Yes, my wit knows no bounds. I did indeed combine our current season and a sneeze into one glorious title, and your lives are richer for it. What a season it has been so far as well. The United Kingdom has become quite literally frozen (kind of brings new meaning to the term brit-pop...as in ice-pops? The frozen treat? No? Tough crowd) in what has been some of the heaviest snowfall and lowest temperatures I have ever experienced in this country. My quaint spot of land received up to around half a foot of the cold stuff within a few days, though that's nothing compared to most. Some friends of mine up in Aberdeen had it up to their knees. Combine that with the fact that my own breath was freezing into my facial hair on my morning jaunt to work, and it's no surprise I began to expect that the day after tomorrow a certain Mr. Quaid would come to my aid. Snow boots and all! Alas, reality slapped me in the back of the head and urged me to get on with things. As for what these things were I have no idea, but I make it a point not to argue with reality.

The sneeze, however, in today's oh-so-humorous title stems from the fact that some malevolent little virus and his homies have boarded my vessel and are beginning to lay siege to me as we speak. "But Liam, surely it is but a cold? Naught compared to your might!" I hear you say. Which is exactly what I thought, what with it being cold season in both senses of the term. That was until my boss peeked his plague-ridden head into work, giving me a run down of his symptoms. This is a man who rarely takes leave of work due to some nasty sickness, so when he's absent for a few days you tend to take notice. True to his description as the day went on new symptoms have begun to pop up in my person, symptoms that mirror his albeit with less severity. Now the weekend seems set for a climactic battle of virus and antibody. So as the two sides marshal their forces and dig in for the long haul, I leave you with this pearl of wisdom:

When you cough or sneeze, even if you don't feel ill, hold up your god damn hand and cover your god damn mouth!