Any boats passing us at Coole Pilate beware. We are flying the yellow jack. We have a bad case of that most terrible of winter diseases, MAN 'FLU, on board.
It didn't stop me enjoying the rugby yesterday but I had a relapse as soon as the final whistle went.
The worst thing is that I have lost my voice, how can I shout for another cuppa with a throat like sandpaper?
I will survive though.
Watch this space.........