My third encounter

Saturday 12th October, Erith

I can’t remember in the past , the last time I had a cold. Now for the third time this year, I have a viral infection. It started with a terribly sore throat.  Now I am  in the, cough-sneeze-wipe-wee, loop. I think I must have “the man kind”, because I feel wretched. The sad thing is I don’t have anybody to fetch and carry for me. The only good thing about it is, that I have an excuse for not doing the housework and can look out my lounge window, watch The Thames and the world go by.

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