Today I have a truly disgusting cold. I spent the morning in bed. This afternoon I have sat wrapped up in an armchair. When I have a cold I go into childhood mode – Big Time!
When I was little my Mother used to have a stash of special hankies which came out when we had colds. They were old ones of my Father, worn thin but worn very soft. There were also the middles of worn out sheets, hemmed and put away ready for the sneezing season. Earlier this year I put my foot through a sheet and some parts of it were duly hemmed and put away. That sort of pure cotton is much gentler on my nose than any tissue and today I’m feeling glad I took the trouble.
Ribena was a great treat in my childhood because it was very expensive. Now it’s a great treat because it’s so full of sugar. Yes I have tried the light version and it just didn’t hit the spot. When I have a cold I don’t like my usual black coffee so Ribena is wonderful.
I think my cold is illness in sympathy with Bobo who still awaits his prosthesis and my laptop which is still in London at the specialist computer hospital.
Normal service will be resumed as soon as possible.