In a fugg

Bits and pieces by Lois

It’s such a long time since I had a proper cold that I’d forgotten quite how miserable they are. I’ve had what I realise now were pseudo-colds, where you’re full of snuffles and croaks with endless nose-blowing and sore-throat-sweet sucking, but a real actual cold – well luckily I’ve escaped! Until now.  Now I feel rubbish, feeble, floppy, headache, really painful throat, my face feels as if it’s been slapped with a wet kipper, I’ve gone off eating and feel in a fugg. I just slump, dozing, watching the sort of TV programmes I don’t usually watch, time drifting, and creepy skin.

To be honest I’m being somewhat self-indulgent. I know that if I had something I was supposed to be doing I would buck up and do it, suck some pastels, have a pocket full of hankies and gulp down some cough syrup. However it’s fortunate that I don’t, and no doubt by tomorrow I will feel much better if not completely better. Meanwhile… where did I put my sore throat sweets, are there any clean hankies left, can I have a drink of water please?

My featured image is of a bonfire, because that’s what seems to be lodged in my throat at the moment.

8 Comments

      1. andrewbeechroad

        Cake Lois …. cake ………. and if there is no cake, then choose two pints of Badger Surprise with a couple of Babychams and a packet of Indonesian seaweed crisps

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    1. Lois
      Reply

      Thank you so much. Thankfully I’m a great deal better today, still deploying the hankies and consuming the cough sweets, but I’m much more lively 🙂 xx

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