I am really feeling rather unwell.
I shan't go on about it too much, as I've never been one to complain about physical ailments while writing in this blogsphere (!) but I just wanted you to know that if I make any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors in this posting, it's probably due to a cold virus rather than any loss of cognitive function, or lack of effort.
The raised temperature (which I am sure I have) seems to have prompted a run of Weirdreams. Last night, in my slumber, I was playing as an Offensive Lineman for an unnamed NFL team. But I wasn't like all the other surrounding players - weighing 20+ stone and protected by layers of muscle and fat; I was just me, as I am now, with my own body, which is decidedly unathletic.
'Offensive Lineman' is a genuine position in American Football but I suppose, in these days of cancel culture and overreactions, it could also be a term to describe a comedy writer who likes to shock the wokes.
RC 20-2-23
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