Feest Isolation Days –1 July
Pointless. That’s the game show on the BBC at the time we used to watch the Downing Street press briefings. Now why does that make me snicker?
Leicester is being locked down again. Shops that were intending to open on Saturday will remain closed. A hairdressers with five weeks of bookings will have to stay shut. The city is responsible for ten per cent of the current cases in England. The virus spike there is apparently being carried by children as well as adults so the schools are closed to all but key workers.
Once more there are suggestions from some quarters that the government took too long to respond. Boris and his boys must have been polishing up their Whack a Mole hammers. When Boris told us he was easing lockdown he said we were moving into whack a mole…hit the virus wherever it appeared. In the commons, the Shadow Health Secretary said “those areas that do see flare-ups will need greater speed in the response, otherwise we risk no moles getting whacked.” Doesn’t that analogy fill you with confidence?
The weather continues to pretend it’s winter outside and we pull on sweaters and turn the heat back on as the wind blows and the rain lashes down intermittently. The dark skies are not fun. I can’t imagine how we are going to manage living with this virus in the winter. Will we not have anyone in the house for months to come? It’s hard to imagine so we won’t do any worrying about that now. The sun will come out again and we have a good chance of a lot more summer to come before we have to think about that.
Terry is meant to be fishing but the weather doesn’t seem to be obliging so it looks like we will have to make do with the fish cakes that are in the freezer which are the leftovers from last week’s catch.
I need something witty and timely today to help me make fun of the craziness in the world…Step up step up Randy Rainbow! Enjoy….
With love,
Kathy x