A spring cold

It serves me right; I’ve been so smug in the office about my cast iron constitution while others fell around me and now I’m sick too.

There’s a fire in my throat because someone took a cheese grater to it and I feel super sorry for myself. I couldn’t read more than a page of my book before falling asleep and am generally a mopey little sad sack.

Then Tom sent me this, which made things a little better…

2 Responses to A spring cold

  1. Hope you feel better soon, Emma. x

  2. Ellen says:

    ohhh Emma, i wish you could evacuate your head like the recent train tunnel escape

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