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You Give Me Fever

It seemed like such a good idea at the time. The weather was glorious and, being a Bank Holiday, we had to do something.

"Let's go to the park", I suggested. Great idea huh?

BONGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!

uh uh.

The kids loved rolling down the gently undulating hills and yours truly, settled comfortably on the soft, luscious grass looked at the sun, the kids, the other people enjoying the weather and promptly started to sneeze and sneeze....and....

That was about seven hours ago and my hay-fever has no inclination whatsoever of leaving me for the foreseeable future. Which moment of madness convinced me that the best place to visit was a wide open space and sit on grass - which I might add I am severely allergic to, at this precise time of year? Which mad thought was it?

So there you have it. The kids had a wonderful time whilst, the highlight of the afternoon for me, was finding some toilet paper which could to double up as tissues.

Yes, it was that pathetic.

The most important factor is that wife and children had a good time. As for me... well, lets just say that I won't be pushing for a another trip to the park for a good few months. I've learnt my lesson. Believe me, I've learned it well and good.

Please excuse me, but there's a new box of tissues dying to be opened.

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