I refuse to get sick, I refuse to get sick, I refuse to get sick...

When everyone else had been sick I thought I had escaped - but oh no! The throat is sore, the glands are up. But I am refusing to be 'sick.' I am hoping a cosy under a sheepskin and a 'snifter' will do the trick. The 'snifter' is a home-made brew - the dregs of my elderberry whiskey (elderberries, raw honey, single malt, cloves, star anise, ginger and cinnamon) mixed with what was left of my rosehip brandy. I will either wake up miraculously cured or wake up wondering why on earth I thought that mix was a good idea.


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