Not so-called "man flu", but the real deal. I've got a temperature of 38.9 degrees Celsius (that's 102 Fahrenheit for Americans and other aliens), a bad headache, and difficulty standing up for more than a few minutes at a time.
I think I got this from my 16 month old son who was ill last week. He is clearly a lot tougher than he looks, since he shook it off in about three days and I've been feeling like this since Tuesday with the end not yet in sight.
No long blog post this week. Cute Cat Friday going up as usual. I watched the first 30 minutes or so of the first BBC debate on the EU referendum last night, but was unable to tolerate any more in my weakened condition.
Meanwhile, here is a cogent and non-doomsaying article with reasons to vote Remain.
If you need some idle amusement, I've been playing with what-dog.net, which attempts to recognise dog breeds from photos. The real fun starts when you upload photos of things which are not dogs. It thinks I'm a Shetland sheepdog. Also, it was surprisingly accurate on the personality traits of our late cat Dexter: