After three days in bed with a dose of something nasty, it strikes me that only the Grim Reaper will ever stop me from doing things. In spite of the impressive portfolio of symptoms which have all but closed down my body, it's been very much business as usual in the mind department. Every opportunity has been taken to claw back a few seconds from Dr Death in order to catch up on a few errands - the odd bill to pay online, letters to write... in short, any excuse to wear reading glasses and make my bed look like Rymans.

I'm incapable of switching off - the very reason, I'm assured, why I'm stuck in my eiderdown office in the first place.

So it's been nice to work on something worthwhile over the last 24 hours, something I've been threatening to do for many a year. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you this...

It's alarming how quickly we fall out of contact with old friends, and just two years on from leaving my University radio station, there are just a handful of one-time daily acquantances whom I see with any regularity. So I'm hoping this should do the trick, not just for me and the friends I made during my time there, but for generations before and after us. A chance to remember happy times...

For the moment, it's gathering people's attention as a group on Facebook (the virtues of which are so often extolled here, but let's remind you once again that it's a very good thing). Twenty people have signed up on its first day, and I'm certain word of mouth will bring more. Soon there'll be drinks, friendships reunited, maybe even the need for me to buy Cilla's hat - it can only be a good thing.

It comes on a day when I'm reminded how much I owe to my time at Burst. Today also brought the news that I've got a brand new weekly show to look forward to, beginning in March, which looks set to become the kind of programme I've always wanted to present. It'll be live on a Saturday evening, at a time when creativity and spirit in the audience is high, and late-night story telling comes into its own - I can't wait. Who needs Russell Brand? More news on that when I have it.

So, not a bad day's work for sick boy. Now, where's that note...