I’m struggling to find many upsides to feeling rubbish, but I’ve managed to come up with these:
- I don’t have anyone else I have to look after, so can sink thankfully into my bed when I need to (two whole days and bits of others so far) – such a contrast to having flu when the boys were little and Malcolm was away working, and I really do appreciate the difference
- After the worst was over, I have managed to do a little light crocheting (some more squares for my blanket) – I’m so glad I managed to teach myself how to do the squares before the bug hit
- I live in a comfortable, warm house, with plenty of food and nice teas in, so I lack nothing
- I have managed to postpone the pieces of (paid) work I would have been doing next week
- There are far far worse things to have than a bout of flu, and I can be confident that I’ll be fully better in just a few days
- best thing of all – the BBC – radio and podcasts have been my salvation during these past few days.
- Specifically, catching up with a fascinating season of programmes on R4, R3, and R4 Extra about the American playwright Arthur Miller. I’ve seen two of his plays in the past (The Price, and The Crucible), but knew little about the rest of his works and little of his life. What a privilege to be able to listen to these programmes – a dramatised biography (in four pieces); a series of essays by eminent directors, producers, writers, actors; and still to come at least one of his plays. A real treat, and the kind of thing the BBC does so very well. If you’re interested, the essays are still available to download for a about another 3 weeks. Some of the other items will be downloadable for longer. Lined up for tomorrow: Death of a Salesman, with Zoe Wanamaker and David Suchet – definitely something to look forward to.
- A podcast of a programme by Helen Kennedy on Magna Carta for today. At the end of a week when I’ve done quite a lot of (paid) work in connection with the government’s Prevent programme as it applies to schools, and have reflected long and hard on what this means for freedom of speech, democracy, and education, it felt very pertinent (though possibly more than my poor brain could quite cope with – may have to listen to it again without the cotton-wool head)
In the meantime, I’m taking my late mother-in-law’s advice and ‘dosing myself up’ with painkillers and copious herb teas, and watching out of the window as autumn rather beautifully makes itself felt. And sleeping a lot.
I hope you’re feeling well, and that if not, you’re able to take good care of yourself.