Right yeah, so the missus and I totally got coronavirus. We tested positive last week and basically lost the last 10 days. We seem to be slowly recovering now and are hoping to be sort of OK to do most things by next week.
We had it mild, but I can tell you right now: This thing is no fucking fun at all, and even the mild version will sit you on your arse.
Anyway, crucial point: We were basically saints. We've been proper little goodie-two-shoes about the rules. We still got it. There's a lot of this thing about - be safe.
My test for health is the bottle of Cremant sitting in fridge. At the moment, I have no wish to drink it, so I must be ill. But soon, I will want to drink it, and then I will be well.
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