Mr Birdwatcher is unwell

Cruelly struck down with Man Flu, I have had to take to my bed. What a pathetic sight I must make as I lie beneath the covers bravely listening to radio 4 and taking occasional sips of the healing drinks that Mrs BW brings to me. The fledglings have been quiet, bless them ,only Moonshine seems oblivious to my plight. I can hear him now going round on his wheel. It always seems to be much louder when you have to lie there listening to it. I think I ought to have a bell installed so that if I want something I can jangle it to attract Mrs BW's attention. It is easy to be forgotten as you lie here hour after hour. Um not sure that she would agree though...............