On Monday I had a fever and a cough.

The cough got more and more racking and frequent and I thought nothing could be worse.

Then I started a cold and I knew I’d been wrong.

I can hardly breathe.

I feel like the man in the Italian advert for nasal spray, disappearing in a snowdrift of crumpled tissues.



These 3 packs are of ‘fazzoletti’, the absolutely standard Italian nosewipe.

Even the sort of man who ought to make a manly blow into a huge white pocket handkerchief will instead produce one of these packets and delicately unfold a tiny tissue.

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