Julie Voyce loses her voice, and sense of humour

It seems to me that everytime I spend more than a few minutes with a small person I get ill. After dropping my niece back home last Thursday I started to feel a tickle in the back of my throat. By Friday I had the start of a cold. I know it's mean, but I'm blaming the child!
The cold had really taken hold by Monday and by Tuesday had developed into Man Flu, but I battled on at work. Much to everyone's amusement I have now started to lose my voice, no joke when you have my surname. Already twice today I have had wise cracks, both times after spelling my surname over the telephone. Ho, ho, Julie Voyce without a voice. Save it, I am not in the mood!