Bah. This is now peak hayfever season as far as I'm concerned.

Every year, at least for the last few years, I have watched all my hayfever-suffering friends dissolve into little puddles of agony around May or June, sniffed experimentally, felt fine, and wondered if I was actually going to get away with it this year. Then, around mid-July, the first sneezing fits start to hit me and I remember that I just get it later in the year than most people.

I don't think I've heard anyone else complain about hayfever for weeks now. But I nearly exploded when I went out to buy lunch an hour ago, and my pills are not helping.

In other annoyance: the animal rights protesters came back today and blew their stupid horn outside the next office building again. And a colleague tells me that one of them has come over to our car park and has been sticking leaflets under everyone's windscreen wipers. Bah.