Oh my goodness, what a stinky cold I’ve got! What’s worse is that I have just touched the sore and broken skin around my nose with fingers that have just been de-seeding chilli peppers – passers-by must have thought an escaped babboon was loose in the house when that little episode occurred!
In my quest to be more positive about things though, at least people get out of your way when they see you with piles of bunched-up tissues in your hands. And if you can master the hideously contorted facial expression that everyone knows means “just about to sneeze”, you can have the whole magazine section of Borders to yourself when you pop in after work. Nice.