I’ve been off ill the past three days. Bit of a cold/man flu. Symptoms not important. I think of how the pads brat/military family attitude varies from that of “bl00dy civvies.”
Had I been ill with these symptoms as a pads brat, what would my mum have said? Probably:
You’re still bl00dy well going to school in the morning. I’m not having you staying at home, coughing and spluttering, like you’re bl00dy well going to die, making the bl00dy place look untidy.
Maybe on a good day, i.e. when I was off my food and sweating like a menopausal woman sitting in a sauna after eating a vindaloo curry, she’d relent and even let me lie on the living room sofa and even, and even, let me watch Crown Court, with its Ohrwurm theme tune, on TV.
Mhairi, author of the excellent Diary of the Menopause blog, may hopefully one day tell us of the day her mother sent her to school, when Mhairi had mumps. Yes, mumps, fellas! Ouch!
Instead, the last three days, I’ve been watching Auf Wiedersehen Pet on DVD and a few documentary programmes about the fall of the GDR, Unsere Republik. On my own. In peace and quiet.
Today I got bored senseless and left my house to go shopping.
Have a healthy day, won’t you!