It would seem (although there is, of course, currently no testing outside hospital) that I have joined the ranks of the plagued.
I felt a very slight occasional cough on Thursday – sufficiently slight that I blamed it on my own stupidity. I inhaled some smoke when tending a bonfire recently (real stupidity as a lifelong non-smoker, just when we all need our lungs at their best).
And then, at about six o’clock, I had a sudden case of the John Travolta’s (“the chills, they’re multiplying”). Fevers are something at which I excel! Particularly at night. Although, thankfully, the first night was relatively restrained – 37.6C or 99.6F.
Cough? Fever? I must therefore assume that I have the virus.
Our house is therefore in lockdown, and we will get to use the two weeks of emergency rations that we have set aside for the purpose.
"Never become so popular that the public take an interest in you."
