It can't be Bird flu - I'm a bloke....

Well this cold developed into something horrible in the past two days - I think I understand more fully now the distinction between a bad cold and the flu - with a bad cold there's some sense of the order of things - you get the first tickle and/or runny nose, then stuffiness and a cough and a bit of fatigue, then after a couple of days of intense self-pity you start to feel a lot better. Flu on the other hand, doesn't play by the rules: you get Niagra falls re-routed through each nostril while all your muscles (I mean all) decide they've seen enough of this cruel world and a ten tonne weight simultaneously falls on your head. Hardly what I'd call sporting.
So, that's my excuse for the terrible pun which is the title of this communique, I'm not thinking straight at the moment due to the above mentioned malaise. See you on the other side.