Saturday, 25 January 2020

Snifflier than a pig seeking truffles


I’m sneezing and sniffy and snotty again. Is it the same cold that has resurfaced for a third time? Or have I picked up yet another virus from an unwell customer? I haven’t been to China, nor been dealing with Chinese suppliers, nor been in contact (to the best of my knowledge) with anyone who has recently been to China, so I don’t think it’s Chinese Goat Flu (or whatever they’ve christened this thing that the tabloids are making people panic about at the moment). It’s pissing me off, though. I can’t seem to go a calendar month without coughing half my lungs up or producing more mucus than a hippo with flu. I eat well, I take a few extra vitamins, I drink plenty of water; I do everything that the experts tell us are the right things to do, and still I’ve spent most of this Winter feeling shitty.
Next year I’m gonna go from one extreme to the other - have a barbecue every day and take loads of heroin – see if that keeps the colds at bay.
On a positive note – 11 months today will be Christmas Day.

RC 25-1-20

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