Bu**er, the best foxing weather for months, & I get laid up!, started with the sneezes on Thursday, thought nothing of it, Friday, start to feel a little bit dry at the back of the throat,Friday evening, cry off with my buddy!, we'll go tomorrow!, a good dry day, 7pm Friday, in bed with "ManFlu!"..... Sat am, One dog to the Vet's with a busted dewclaw!, £71.00 later, back home, Mrs Finnbear gives bollo**ing for wandering round wet after the shower!, back to bed,................ UGH!, crackling in the ears!... I must have been a right Ba**ard in a previous life!