Step away from your screen.
Back another bit.
You really don’t want to be too close to me today.
I’m shivering, sneezing and snuffling.
My eyes are puffy and streaming. So is my nose.
Yes, that far back should do.
You can find me later, from a safe distance, over at Blackwatertown. I entered Paul’s competition (with books for prizes, of course I did) to write about an encounter with a well known person that didn’t go as well as one might have hoped. I’m telling the tale of two young students and a protest singer.