At the beginning of the week I felt a sore throat coming on, in fact it turned out to be a throaty cough and not the harbinger of a cold as it usually is, and all jokes of 'man flu' aside it has been a week of hell, especially at night, as soon as I lay my head down it starts, coughing and spluttering into the wee hours, I averaged around three hours sleep for at least five days. I bought lozenges, pastilles, cough medicine, Night Nurse, drank hot toddies and neat honey and nothing worked, despite what it said on the tin. Have you noticed none of that stuff works, Lemsips, muscle rubs, indigestion remedies, absolutely none of it, you have to get stuff a chemist will not give you, doctor stuff, to have any hope of relief. I pleaded for antibiotics and after four days am still waiting for the miracle pills to kick in.
|The fallout from illness.|
Have you heard the one about the racist fruit basket? Just when you think things cannot get any worse along comes a story which beggers belief, in America, and don't laugh if you don't come from there, have a good look around at your own country. Marching bands in the US give other schools presents at some point and this particular fruit basket was labled as 'racist' as it included amongst other fruits, watermelons, pineapples and coconuts, the first thing that jumps into my mind is 'I don't like coconuts' not 'RAAAAAACISTS'. Sadly this kind of thing is no longer unbelievable.
|As a Scot all this healthy stuff annoys me!|
There was something else which particularly annoyed me this week about how scientists spend years and oodles of money to come up with the blindingly obvious, like cows fart, salt makes you thirsty, people love bacon sarnies and the world is indeed round, but I can't for the life remember it amongst all the other stuff which has enriched my week.