Clarityn says MEDIUM. My nostrils disagree. Ryegrass and Timothy are up to no good out there, filling the air with invisible clouds of irritant pollen...
Except weirdly, they're not, these mischeivous grasses. I'm alright outside! In fact, I'm not too bad in the kitchen, out in the corridor, walking through reception, and pretty much everywhere... other than my desk.
It may be time for my annual trip to Lloyds the Chemist. With weary abandon, they'll sell me two boxes of antihistamine tablets with long complicated names and I'll do my best not to take them unless I absolutely have to. See, the problem with hay-fever medication is that it plays havoc with my digestive system. I've no idea why.
I also have no idea why they always insist on giving you 90 tablets - one pack of 45 and another pack free. I don't need 90; If I add the sneezy days together from the last three years, I won't total 90! Do they keep? Can I save them for next year?
I feel a bit funny about taking year-old medication.
To be honest I think I'd be alright if they just switched off the air conditioning.

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