Tuesday, October 12, 2010


There's something very self-indulgent about being ill. About relinquishing all control of your life and holding up your hands, saying  "Nope, sorry, I can't. I'm ill. I can't do anything right now but just look after myself and hope I get better."

I, as my friends would tell you, am not a very good invalid. I'm altogether too dramatic about the whole thing, with daytime naps, tissues strewn everywhere like a Kleenex battleground, laying about watching my favourite films and eating my favourite foods.

But. What to do when you can't afford the indulgence? Take your comfort where you can. 

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