My allergy started a few years ago when my beautiful niece, my brother's first of three daughters, married her love and, since then, it has become chronic.
You couldn't find a more idyllic setting than the bush near Anglesea along the Great Ocean Road, Victoria. We couldn't have asked for better weather: sunny, warm ... perfect. We couldn't have selected more picturesque accommodation. Cockatoos sat quietly on our balcony railing; sun streamed in through large glass doors. But, where was I? In bed, of course, sick with what I thought was a head cold. I felt guilty. Stop being a wimp. It's just a cold. "Soldier on" as the adds tell us. So, I did.