Sniff sniff

3rd January 2019 by  in The Dex Files

I’ve finally succumbed to the lurgy that’s been doing the rounds. Both my lads were ill over Christmas (so we were happy to pack them off to their respective girlfriends’ on Boxing Day), The Fair Lady Scully promptly came down with it. Half the blokes at our New Year’s Eve drinks were sneezing.

Now it’s got me.

I have a mouth like a gravel trap (turn one, after any Moto3 race). My nose is like Niagra Falls. And my head is pounding like a Panther single.

I’m going to bed.

Hope you don’t get it.

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