“Me, I’m in full bloom.”

Well that was tempting fate wasn’t it.

I’ve finally succumbed to whatever dreaded virus has been doing the rounds at work.

There’s hardly been a day in the past week that we haven’t had someone off sick with it.

I had Monday off work anyway as I’d planned to have a long weekend, I’m still not sure whether to book it in as the holiday I had planned or a sick day.

I’d scheduled a long weekend because it was the start of the Coca Cola Championship football season in England. Wolverhampton Wanderers the team I have supported all my life started their season at Stoke City on Sunday night. As it was a late night I had decided to have Monday off. I listened to the game live over the Internet and unfortunately the result didn’t go our way and we were beaten 2 – 1.

A lie in on Monday was a treat but I felt progressively worse as the day wore on.

Sore throat, snuffly nose, you know the drill.

I went in to work this morning to see what needed doing and caught up with what was there. By lunchtime I was feeling pretty ordinary and I have plenty of sick leave owing, so I’ve called it a day and hopefully I’ll feel better tomorrow.

At least I started from a healthy base so hopefully I won’t get the thing full blown and will recover quickly.

For the time being the bloom has wilted.