A Summer Cold

The summer cold. What a contradiction of terms that is huh? I managed to avoid cold and flu through the winter but apparently I now have the summer cold caught from my daughter who caught it at school. I can barely swallow because there seems to be a mini version of Mount Everest in my throat right now complete with a bunch of annoying people determined to climb the bugger – or at least that is what it feels like.

Yes Summer and cold are two words that simply do not belong together. Summer colds should be banned or made illegal. Sneezing, coughing and constantly blowing one’s nose is something that should only happen in the winter or on a particularly horrendous pollen-filled day in Springtime.

However, I let the bugger in. I must have taken my guard down and I forgot to pop the C and Zinc tablets I had been dropping all winter long. I guess I allowed the virus into my reality and now it is quite difficult not to give the bugger attention and that only makes the thing worse.  So I am now shoveling C and Zinc tablets like Francis Rossi sniffed Coke (gave him a hole in his septum too apparently!). It’ll be gone in a few days I guess and then summer can resume in orderly fashion once more.

By the way – did I tell you that my new book – How to create your own reality – is now out? I did? So why didn’t you buy it then???? eh? eh?


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