Man Flu....

'There's a lot of it about', says Mrs Jackson as she brings me another hot lemon and honey drink, with not a bun or cake in sight. That's not much consolation to me as I languish in my bed, with Copernicus my ever faithful hound curled up at my feet.

I've had this bad cold or 'man flu' as David at Moray Rentals calls it, for at least a week now. He brought me round his netbook and wirless card, so I could keep up to date on the Internet with the local property market and my blog of course.

Technology is marvellous, well it is to an old codger like me. From under my duck down duvet I managed to order Mrs Jackson a lovely bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolate truffles, (in the hope that she may share one or two with me).

I then took in the latest news, exchanged e-mails with my family in America. Viewed the live webcam at Bondi Beach, Australia and looked at an old Morgan 3 wheeler for sale. Don't ask me why - Just because I could I suppose.

I've not much news on property this week, only that I have new tenants in one of my apartments in Forres. This is one of the first times I've never met my tenants, everything was done for me on my behalf (And very well too, may I add - thanks Paul at MR's).

I suppose I'm still very much 'old school' in this respect, as I'm often reminded. Not for much longer though - I intend to get myself a netbook of my own. Think of all the cakes and pastries I could have delivered to my door. I'm going to look up 'man flu' remedies next, in the hope that I'll be up and about soon, to introduce myself to my new tenants.

Take care & Keep wrapped up out there, I wou;dn't want you to catch it !

Mr Jackson.