That's me. (Artist's rendering)
Have fallen ill with that grimey cold that seems to always coincide with the start of winter in earnest. It does not help that the weather for the next week is slated to be 100% Go Back to Bed weather. Which, I'm realizing, is England's default forecast.
Today I caused a minor scene in Sainsbury's while trying to get some Neocitran. I guess the cashier had never heard of this brand, but when I tried to explain what it was and how it worked, he looked at me like I was an alien. In an effort to be helpful, he started listing brand name products, but I had no idea if liquifen or any of the other context-less names represented what I was looking for. A line (sorry, queue) formed. It was awkward. I eventually struck off on my own to find the medicine section. Sainsbury's, riddle me this: why do you have three different brands of anal lubricant but no lozenges?
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