What a difference a night makes...

Yesterday I felt I'd finally conquered this bl**dy lurgy. I had a great swim, didn't blow my nose or cough, after 4 weeks all was at last good. Then, like a fool, I uttered the words aloud "I think I'm better"...

I woke in the early hours coughing and I don't think five minutes have passed all day without a coughing fit of varying intensity. No temperature, no blocked pipes, just cough after cough after cough. I've tried Benolin, pastilles, olbas steam. At this point I'm open to suggestions including voodoo.....

I did manage a walk along the lanes during a lovely unexpected visit from B, but apart from that I've not left the house. I think it is squirrel mating season, I've watched two males chase the female (guesswork) and each try and chase the other away. They've not stopped all afternoon - apart from this blurry shot from the couch. A drink from the beck, behaviour I've not seen before.