“Poor you, I really wish you all the best but if you come near me or my kid I will have to stab you with this plastic fork”
Our Sweden born, Melbourne living indie pop singer, songwriter brother Jens Lekman has got SWINE flu. Yeah H1N1 baby. Jens borrowed the deadly virus from some guy in South America and apparently it sucks big time. I shouldn’t laugh but his brief recount which he upped on his dear diary domain is pretty hilarious;
“I picked home one last souvenir from South America, it’s called the H1N1 virus. Wrongfully known as the Swineflue.
I was crossing the Atlantic when things started getting really bad, the fever was hallucinogenic and shaking me like a leaf and I grabbed the sleeve of the Air France steward. “I’m not feeling well, I should see a doctor” I said and the reply came as a brilliant mix of death anxiety and french rudeness: “Uh, yes… Terminal D… go there maybe… when we land”. After that the stewards and stewardesses took long detours. A ring of empty seats formed around me. Peoples eyes were kind but determined, they read “Poor you, I really wish you all the best but if you come near me or my kid I will have to stab you with this plastic fork”. I got up and went to the bathroom where I fainted.
Now I’m in quarantine for ten days. I can see the summer through my window and it’s just perfect. Summer is always best through a window.”
Pedestrian wishes Jens a speedy recovery.
