Nothing is so bad as a bad cold that creeps up on you and then makes you feel like you have stepped on a rotten bit of wood and accidentally fallen down a ten foot mine shaft. As most mums will tell you, this normally happens to you after you have just spent a couple of weeks nursing husband/children through their own veil of snot. There's normally no time at all to give in to a colds demands which are: lie down; eat nothing; drink loads of tea; sneeze a lot; watch Downton Abbey; feel very, very for yourself. I've not have the time to do anything but the latter but my dogs, bless their hearts, have been in full sympathy with me since the sneezing began and when I did get to sit down and a hot water bottle and a Star Wars blanket weren't enough to warm me up they willing obliged by give me a big warm canine hug. The fact that they have a combined weight of 70 kilos was a bit of a challenge, but I appreciated the gesture.
