Just as you resign yourself to a permanent cold, something magical happens

Being sick is the pits, transforming us into pathetic avatars of our usual selves. Which makes recovery one of life’s great pleasuresThis may seem a tiny thing, but it has huge ramifications for one’s happiness – a bit like winning the cup final with a goal adjudicated by video referee to be a millimetre over the line.I am talking about recovery after a cold. Recovery from any period of ill-health, but in particular, the tentative escape from the banality of a cold, or a virus,