There is nothing that makes me feel as wintery as a common cold. It starts with the loud sneezing and nose running, then goes to the head, with a feverish ache. You can’t taste anything, but feel hungry and sorry for yourself all the time.

I think I caught this cold on set. It was bound to happen; I stood in open toed sandals on a rain soaked lawn at 9pm getting into and out of a car over and over again. And it was freezing.

I also think I got this cold to put me in my place. I was feeling invincible and immune, and I kept boasting that I hadn’t been sick since becoming a vegan. Then, next thing, I was finishing the at least a year old tissues, and making ginger tea and marmite toast.

I also got a cold because I am going away this weekend and I really don’t want to be sick. I am doing as little as possible, and hoping it will leave me fast.

So, I am watching the cricket and playing online Scrabble and hoping the sniffs and coughs will be gone by the time I wake up tomorrow.