Myself, Emma and friends, enjoyed a great day pheasant shooting last saturday, only for me to go down with a particularly nasty flu bug the following day.
Is it Swine flu? In all honesty I don’t know, but it has certainly put me out of the hunting loop for a few days.
I always go down with something like this during the shooting season, and perhaps I ought to consider getting a flu shot?
Anyhow, here’s a photo of me on my bed of pain, assisted by nurse Willow. I was out for the count when Emma snapped it, and clearly Willow thought her dad needed some TLC. Mans best friend? Well I think so.
Best regards from the sick bed,