The usual trick when one gets a sniffle (in true blokey style) is to simply ignore it until your body gets the idea that the ailment in question is not welcome – well, this is the USUAL response from me:

By way of an example – Saturday morning comes around, by now I’m feeling pretty poorly and decide that I might have a bit of a sicky day moping about the bed, as soon as I’ve rehung the bathroom door and replaced the shower screen! (which I duly did, then went to bed for a bit )

This morning, after another poorly day on Sunday and a massive 45 minutes sleep! I finally admitted defeat and went to the local Dr’s shop.
I have an ‘impressive’ throat infection apparently “one of the worst this year”

Now I’m on drugs
And VERY tired after days with little sleep.

These tablets taste like plastic.

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