No, not West Ham’s point tally – that won’t reach 38 until Saturday when we beat Sunderland – Its my temperature.
When I’m feeling like crap and there is a lot of hassle at work I like to get some impartial indication of health to make sure its not just my subconscious trying to pull a sickie.
Not that I would do that at the moment, even if Jayne and Chrystal both pass their seasonal viruses on. J is doing decorating at the moment so I would stand more chance of recuperation at work!
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