Oh dear. It looks like I do have bronchitis. This is terrible. How can I look Aoife in the eye again, knowing that she has been right about something? Also, I now have to monitor the colour of my mucus to make sure I am not dying a horrible, phlegm-soaked death. Nobody else would notice if I died anyway. Except maybe when the rubbish starts to pile up and they realise I haven't been putting out the wheelie bin.