I have my first cold of the winter. It sent me to bed early on Thursday, kept me in bed most of Friday and much of this morning, and will probably send me to bed early tonight also.
I have strepsils by the multitude, lemsip and honey, Lapsang tea that tastes like burning pine-forests, and a transparent desire for sympathy since I've been sitting in the house for nearly 48 hours and not wanting to see my friends for fear of afflicting them with lurgy.
I have strepsils by the multitude, lemsip and honey, Lapsang tea that tastes like burning pine-forests, and a transparent desire for sympathy since I've been sitting in the house for nearly 48 hours and not wanting to see my friends for fear of afflicting them with lurgy.