I thought I was doing very well, having ducked 4 flu’s around the office this winter. Pride goeth before the fall. So I’m feeling miserable with a box of tissues.

I’ve been reading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (HP4) with my 9 year-old daughter, Gaby, then burning a little midnight oil reading Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix (HP5). Tonight Gaby tells me a huge spoiler for it. Damn! Raised voices and a little tantrum from Dad. That’s why I don’t blog on my superiour parenting skills I guess.

I blame the flu.