Well, eventually it had to happen... I got Covid. Tested positive today. I'm left wondering if my trip to London on Monday was where I got it.

However, the symptoms I have fit in with what I have read elsewhere about the latest variant - the worst of it is mercifully brief. It started to develop on Wednesday (I think), had a cough that kept me awake on Wednesday night and got pretty bad at work on Thursday. When I got home Thursday night I was running a mild temperature (37.5C) too, but the cough was beginning to subside and I slept quite well. Today, I bought some tests when I went into town but was able to walk about and do shopping okay.

When I got home, I did a test and the 'T' line came up almost straight away!

However... I don't actually feel too bad? I'm taking it easy at home, plenty to drink and paracetamol for the temperature. The cough is now well on the way to going.

Fingers crossed this is as far as it goes.