Hot. Cold. Hot. Cold. Hot. Cold. Hot. Cold. Hot. Cold. Hot. Cold. Bored. Finally after weeks of nearly properly poorly my immune system has broken down. And I’m oink ridden. H1N1 is here and I’m exhausted; coughing and spluttering, sneezing and freezing, infectious and demanding, sweating and aching. I’m now Lucozade fuelled, ODing on Vicks, craving Soothers, praising the kind soul who invented balsam tissues … Continue reading My life in pyjamas