Yesterday morning my throat was so bad that in half-asleep mode I convinced myself it was clearly tonsilitis / something worse, and nothing would ever be the same again. Obviously this was craziness, and two aspirin got rid of it completely for a few hours. Later in the day it became obvious it had been precursor to a cold, and I now have copious amounts of what I can only assume is melted brain leaking from my nose, plus a distant ringing in my years. Lemsip, happily, completely saves the day. It’s actually a fair bit better this morning, so hopefully I’ll be fine for mountain climbing at the weekend.