I guess we are all guilty of this, man flu i'm talking about, you know, it's just a cold but we self diagnose as it being the flu.
Well, i can honestly say i have never had the flu in all my 55 years, until 2 weeks ago, still getting over it now, and it will take time.
But i had only had it for about 5 days, feeling absolutely crap, my friend rang me, 'i am in Devon, got my new gun, itching to get my first deer, can we meet on my permission?' the last thing i wanted to do was go stalking, but i didn't want to disappoint him.
I had never been on the farm, but i was not keen on being out, so instead of a stalk i took off at a normal walking pace, i was however keen to get it over and done with!
We had only walked 100 yards and i raised my bino's at what i initially thought was a hen pheasant, (damn i was ill!) but we had walked into a roe buck, ass facing us, it didn't turn, but trotted off, normally it would have resulted in a grassed deer.
I did feel a little guilty, so i dragged myself around the farm, and on the way back, bumped the same roe buck!
Word must have got around, a farmer rang me last night, worried about me!
What a caring farmer, then the last words were, 'by the way, i have 12 reds in my field tonight, can you come out next week?'
The flu, i wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy, well no, perhaps i would