Melissa Kite Melissa Kite

I’m not ill but I’m not as I was: how Covid takes its toll

If it’s true the virus attacks your weak spot then it’s done well with me as my head is all in a mess

The only thing that still tastes like it used to is fast food eaten in the car at a service station. Credit: Grandbrothers/Alamy
  • Comments

Already a subscriber? Log in

Keep reading for free

Subscribe today to get 3 months’ free digital access.

  • Unlimited access to our website and app
  • Enjoy Spectator newsletters and podcasts
  • Explore our online archive, going back to 1828
  • Plus, three months’ free digital access to the Telegraph

Read next

Trending

George Llewelyn

A dispatch from Ukraine’s Pokrovsk: Heartbreak at the station

The sounds of protracted artillery battles boom and echo over the Ukrainian city of Pokrovsk with a nerve-wracking consistency. From morning until night, the Ukrainians and Russians fire endlessly upon one another from the suburbs. Billboards with a simple message, ‘Evacuate’, daubed in giant red lettering line most of the major routes through the city.

Because you read about covid

Also by Melissa Kite

Latest

Comments

Join the debate for free — this month only

This month, be part of the conversation with other Spectator readers by getting your first three months for free. We’ll also give you three months’ free digital access to the Telegraph.

Already a subscriber? Log in