I am not very good when I am ill with *little things, like my ‘front head (otherwise known as my face) cold syndrome’. I soldier on and go to work (mainly because I am freelance and have to because I don’t get paid if I don’t), am a martyr to the cause and like to go […]
‘Human beings can smell sickness in others‘. I could have told them this. It’s true, proved by the time my sister arrived at my place once, when I was ill and said, “your flat smells of death” and then gave me bananas and Lucozade. She wasn’t far off the mark, I had pneumonia.