My tonsils are inflamed, my nose is both blocked and running, and my head feels like it’s spaced out.
Yes, it’s Autumn Cold Season.
My immune system goes off in a strop, leaving me defenceless against any microbe that happens upon me. Every year, the same old, same old. I’ve tried everything. Nothing seems to stop it. It’s relentless. I should be on my way to parkrun, instead, I’m still in bed wondering why The Bloke hasn’t brought me my honey and lemon drink.
Hang on, he’s never brought a honey and lemon drink to me.
Great. I’ll have to fetch my own…