Poor David my foot... He gave it to me didn't he!
Ah well, best mates should share stuff, but I'd have been as well pleased if he hadn't! It's a bad one though, first week I did absolutely nothing except curl in a ball on the sofa, drink, cough, sweat and feel awful...
This week the feeling awful is receding but the cough certainly hasn't - goes off into anti-breathe paroxysms of prolongued wheeze and expellation until I go light headed with rather less delight than... er... other things that can make me light headed...