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It is May Day bank holiday weekend and i am currently feeling like i have been rolled down a hill in a sack of rocks and then had my head squeezed in a juicer.

Yes, i have Man-Flu and am spending my saturday eating oranges, watching snooker and aching whenever i mover my limbs.

Oh, woe is me!

As is mandatory when being a manvalid, I am moaning to Liz, demanding assistance, and believing I am as ill as ever.