It seem as though half of London has been afflicted with the same nasty chesty throaty thing that’s kept me in bed for the past couple of days. Now I can only go so far with a Lemsip (aren’t they grim?) and feeling half normal this morning, I peeled myself out of bed and went for a bracing walk with the dog. Out to collect lemons and honey and a little bunch of rosemary to make by far the best cold cure I have ever come across. It’s the Coldbuster from Allegra McEvedy’s Leon cookbook. I swear by it and now many of my friends do too. I like to add a little sprinkle of dried chilli flakes, a friend adds a whole jar of Manuka honey.
It never fails to make me feel better.
You’ll have to excuse the ropey photographs, I’m not that well.
