Esther McCarthy: Flu season has turned the bed into my admin bunker
Esther McCarthy. Picture: Emily Quinn
It has happened. The Nightmare Before Christmas. I have The Flu. Not a snotty sniffle. Not a bit of a dose.
The real deal, guys, the body-shutting-down, spirit-crushing lurgy that’s been flying around Cork faster than that rumour about the hurlers in the dressing room at the All-Ireland final.


