chesty

Philippa is still hacking, coughing and hawking. (yes, I’m aware that sounds like a lawyers firm)
Most people in Norfolk seem to have flu, a cold or a chest infection. The pharmacy aisle at work has almost sold out of Lemsip, and every other person I know is on some kind of antibiotic. We may be in the grips of a global recession, but anyone owning a drugs company must be raking in millions every second.
She looks so cute with her crimson nose. I’ve been keeping her warm and medicated, and I’ve bought enough soft tissues to last a lifetime. She keeps saying she’ll show her appreciation when she’s better, but I can honestly say that making her feel less miserable is all the reward I need.

RC 18-12-11