Covid 25

 

Not feeling quite right? Why you may well have fallen foul of the latest strain of Covid, the curiously named Sirius or Nimbus or Stratus strains which are rampant in our corner of the woods. Messing with heads, throats and the simple pleasure of breathing. A plague upon these Harry Potter broomstick model themed ... plagues. I've got it anyway, right where I don't want it. It's mostly a raw, hot and bothered sore throat. Tremors, shivers and a woozy head I can stand but a sore throat, eek!

This isn't medical advice but try riding that dirty covid stallion like some wild mustang in one of those horse breaking scenes from Yellowstone. All dust, spit, sweat and swearing. Then take it to the limit where in some fevered dream you meet your spirit animal, which if you're lucky will be a wolf with the voice and attitude of Jonny Cash - a la Simpsons. It will lead you, guide you even, to the other side and, as they say, you will know when you know.

Three other things that actually helped me: warm salt water gargling, Beechham's Powders (Yes), old school Vic Vapour rub applied externally to the throat. And a fourth thing - as much sleep as you can possibly get. Welcome back to the dark side where, as you might expect, things are a little darker.