Entry for 9th December, 2008 - Sore Throats Are Good

My stubborn sore throat has finally cleared up, and I find myself once more to be in the pink. Having a sore throat is faintly nostalgic for me, because I was prone to tonsillitis as a child. Whilst my peers were learning their four times table, I spent most of my formative years tucked up in bed, listening to Radio 4 and eating ice cream. As far as I am concerned, one is not properly sick, unless you have heard ten consecutive episodes of “The Archers”.
There is something oddly soothing about being a bit ill. Naturally, I don’t want to have anything serious. But a bit of a sore throat, so that you have to spend the day in bed, ideally with a glass of Ribena and a packet of strpsils beside the bed. In many ways, that is not too great a hardship. Nowadays, you can even text your colleagues from your sickbed, and explain to them how sorry you are that you can’t make it in. If you feel like it, you can even tell them how cozy it is in the house, and how you hope that work isn’t too stressful.
Being ill isn’t all bad.