Cotton Wool

Another trip to the doctors, I was always there, I knew all the waiting room posters off by heart and could tell you how many wrinkes dr robertson had on his old face, it was a lot and I had to keep counting them to make sure.

She would drag me there with the slightest cold and insist on antibiotics. Looking back in later life, its probably why I get so many colds now, in fact everything thats going as my immune system was shot to hell from an early age.

Boiled lemonade, honey and sugar on a spoon, hot water bottles and layers and layers and layers of woolens. Just what a growing boy needs.

It was the start of cotton wool syndrome