-Thirty-first of September, 2009-
Good morning and good day,
England here, and, unfortunately, here all day, thanks to the twat. Thanks to a certain idiotic American - oh, sorry, I'm being repetitive, aren't I? - I have caught the bloody flu.
I'd like to take this moment to send out a message to everyone that is sick:
Cover when you cough, and avoid people who are still healthy. If you get invited to a party, decline, or you'll end up getting all of the guests and most likely your host sick. So do them all a favor and stay home in bed until your better so they don't have to deal with getting the same bloody thing.
Also, Alf-America, it is really bloody inconsiderate of you to both get me sick and complain about my food. You should chose one or the other, and since you've already gotten me sick I suggest you start enjoying fish and chips - not fries, lad, chips - biscuits, and tea. Or at least that you stop calling them 'little lumps of coal' and 'food like substances.'
Now, if you will all excuse my early departure I must go and recover that I might continue with my work. I already feel another rain coming on, just lovely.
Rule Britannia (and perhaps give her some warm tea, Tums, and a tissue),
England