Times like this, when all other food tastes like cotton wool, isn't it great that oranges still taste so great? Yum.
So, apart from devouring oranges, I've been reminded of the wonders of Manuka Honey for coughs and wheezy episodes. (Thanks Simon). As I was down to a couple of teaspoons I asked Jay to pick some up on the way home. No luck in the supermarket so he stopped again at the chemist, bless him. And nearly fell over when they charged him 22 euro! Mind you, it was a whopping 20 as opposed to the feeble 6 (strength of the enzyme content) of the one I had.
So here's to getting better, and no one else getting it!