Man flu.

Yesterday my girlfriend was laid low with a mystery ailment, the symptoms being dioreah, vomiting, headache, back pain, a temperature and violent stomach cramps.

She had to spend most of the day in bed whilst I pandered to her every desire with cups of tea, pain killers, and rubbing of her back.

During which time I also kept the fires going, brought in new wood, took our youngest to the station and picked her up later and carried on clearing up the garage, it was non stop.

Well, when I say non stop it certainly seemed like it was non stop and the thought crossed my mind, this must be like being a woman, as my girlfriend always seems to be working non stop in the house.

I know my earlier remarks may have led you to believe that all I do is sit around watching her work, but they were slightly tongue in cheek.

We all work in this family and when we work together as a team it’s amazing what we achieve, under my leadership I would modestly suggest.

This morning even her elder daughter is clearing her room and the pile of clothes that normally sit outside it, I don’t want to get too excited but I was wondering if we are beginning to get through to them.

Now here I am surrounded by this hive of activity feeling a little worst for wear, I wouldn’t say it’s man flu but I think if I were to moan a little more I could do a passable impression.

This would obviously give me the excuse to take to my bed where I would be waited on hand and foot for the rest of the day, however I am now a ruddy faced countryman and will have no such thing.

I have chores to do around the estate, well to a townie a very large garden feels like an estate, I have taken pain killers, I’m off!! I’m so brave!!

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About The Diary of a Country Bumpkin

I am a retired actor, althought to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non existant. I spent many years looking after my aged mother who had dementia, hence the lack of acting work but shortly after her death I was lucky enough to run into an ex girlfriend of many years ago and our romance blossomed once again. My move to the countryside inspired me to write The Diary of a Country Bumpkin which if I had the time would be updated on a much more frequent basis, however country life and children seem to be a full time occupation. I enjoy writing, see my play Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori on The Wireless Theatre Company and am very fond of classic cars so my ideal occupation would be acting in a film I had written set in the 1930s/40s, we live in hopes. That's all for now, toodle pip.
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