In the afternoon, I was stopped at random in the city by Jeremy Cordeaux, of FIVEaa, who was armed with a microphone. He wanted to know what I thought about gay marriage. I said that I thought people should be allowed to do what ever they like, as long as they do not do it in the street, frighten the horses or hurt anyone else.
Had my head not been spinning with this streaming cold, I might have said something more profound.
Hopefully, the cold will have receded a bit by tomorrow. I have deployed my favoured remedy of hot orange juice, honey and whisky. Probably does no good at all, but it is a comfort.