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Reflections
Yesterday, I was telling a couple of my work colleagues about what follows, which I received in an e-mail some time ago.
By some weird serendipity, my Dad e-mailed me a copy last night and it struck me as too much of a coincidence to ignore. So here it is…

Mission: Impossible Questions

After 3 days of battling a particularly nasty flu virus, I reluctantly emerged bleary-eyed and bunged up, from a mountain of sweaty bed linen, tissues and nasal spray bottles, after my fever broke (and the hot water bottle sprung a leak).
After cursing the second-rate nature of all British domestic goods, I managed to drag my carcass downstairs and park it on the couch. Su was watching some episodes of the original 1967 series of Mission: Impossible so I tried to take my mind off my spiraling temperature and wet socks (the hot water bottle was across my feet when it leaked) and tried to tune in to the episode plots.
