Yes, I've got Man Flu.
It's the moaning that goes along with it, you see. I suppose it's logical that this strain of the virus should follow on from Avian Flu and Swine Flu; this particular mutation involves a desire to share the misery verbally.
I feel thoroughly ashamed of my rich western moans because this morning I thought of those poor flooded people in Pakistan, bumped out of the news by the bad behaviour of their cricket team.
They are still struggling, and so are the people of Haiti.
I will go to the library to borrow a trashy crime novel later on and donate the money I would have spent on a new one in the bookshop to the Disasters Emergency Committee instead.