Day One Hundred and Eighty-one

Feest Isolation Days – 11 September

The first press briefing for weeks!  There is something reassuring about having the Chief Medical and Scientific Officers giving us information. Less so having Boris talk to us. Especially when he starts on about Moonshots.  I had no idea what he meant…but neither of the head boys to his left or right talked about going to the Moon.  Apparently Boris’s Moonshot is, well, a long shot.  He wants to get back to normal and so we can all have a test that gives us the result in twenty minutes…like a pregnancy test. Only Boris would have used that as a comparison. If the test is negative we can go to the theatre!  Or to concerts!  Or get on a plane!  Nice idea in theory. The real problem with his solution however, is that the technology is nowhere near ready to accomplish this.  Oh yes and when it is ready it will cost upward of a 100 billion pounds.

Meantime, back on planet earth, we are all now told not to meet more than six people at a time indoors or outdoors.  There goes book group!  We will have to work out a plan.  There goes the visit with one of our kid’s family….there are six of them!  Maybe we can fit a quick visit in before Monday when the six people rule becomes law. 

They had a nice shiny new graphic to remind us all of what we need to do….Hands!  Face! Space! But not, alas the Moon for now.

Something had to be done.  Young people are fed up and not listening to advice.  Will they now?  The police have the right to enforce this law and pass out fines, but will they do so?  It remains to be seen.  Meantime, we get ready for a long winter ahead.

There are still lovely garden moments to be had before the weather turns.  Yesterday morning we had breakfast outside!  The light this time of year is golden and although the flowers are fading, some still cling on. A little robin found us and flitted around while we nibbled.  Life goes on.

Looking for a joke or two I thought I’d scour the best of Edinburgh Fringe jokes this year.  Dave has been sponsoring the best joke award for eleven years.  You know the real joke?  There was no Festival this year!  Ha Ha! 

For some naughty boys there will be no more US Open Tennis either.  Mr. Jokeavich,   I mean Novak Djokovic is out of the US event after hitting a line judge with his tennis ball – in the throat.  The top seeded guy was angry.  Bet he’s even angrier now that they threw him out!  This is a man who said he wouldn’t get vaccinated.  Didn’t believe in vaccination.  His wife spread antivax conspiracy theories on her social media page.  He hosted a tennis game and several players got Covid.  So did both he and his wife. Perhaps it isn’t his year?  Let’s hope young folks take note….

A funny Edinburg from a while back.  A friend tricked me into going to Wimbledon by telling me it was a men’s singles event” Angela Barnes

I know how he feels…

Take care, be safe and Enjoy!

See you next week.

With love

Kathy x