Having enjoyed a lovely time with Husband and the Nephews at the local Community Farm (cute goats, anyone?), we were travelling home. Had the odd cough and sniffle and commented to him that, depite the fact that I get the occasional symptom, it rarely turns into a full (nose) blown cold.
Is that why I spent half of Sat in bed and took today off work due to general bleurgh? Bring on the Lemsip!
Husband has a theory that I taunted the Demons of Cold by declaring my relative immunity. I’m beginning to think there may be some truth in that. S’cuse me while I go and wrap myself up in my (now very familiar) duvet. G’night (schniff).