Day Seventy-three – Feest Isolation Days

Feest Isolation Days – 26 May

The Bank Holiday weather was glorious! The mood of the country however, seems more inglorious. Polls show that there remains a united agreement in the mishandling of the Cummings affair. This story is not going away. Brexiteers, Remainers, Tories, Labour, all sectors of the political makeup of this country – except for the Cabinet – seem unhappy. Unusual to get such a cross party representation of disbelief and anger, but Boris managed it in one fell swoop by protecting his “aide”.

Last night we got to hear Mr. Cummings account first hand as he made a statement and then took questions from reporters for over an hour. It would seem that he shifted some hearts and minds in his direction. I actually felt sorry for him! I’m still not convinced he should have travelled when he did, giving his position, but I understood more about why he did so. As far as being seen half an hour away from his isolation place at his parents’ house before driving back down to London, that’s another story! He said because his eyes were a bit strange his wife suggested he do a trial trip in the car. Hmmm. Eyes not functioning properly – so a test drive? Not sensible in my book but he used the excuse to account for his journey. A great opportunity for a new Spec Savers ad!

It is difficult to let this sort of thing go, and the morning papers continue to be filled with the country’s collective annoyance. It remains to be seen after the Cummings situation how many people will decide they won’t bother anymore with the “advice” from the government and undo all the good work of weeks and weeks.

On the home front, another Sainsbury delivery means more washing of pots and tins and glass jars and the rest. How much longer will we carry on doing this one wonders? And who will we trust to tell us that we won’t need to do this anymore? Perhaps the medics and scientists could do their own briefing without the government. We will need to read between the lines more than ever.

We spent hours catching up with friends and family on the phone over the past few days, and it was a treat. With all the zooming and face timing, sometimes, the good old fashioned phone is a nice way to remain in contact. Each call does seem to last nearly an hour!

Our friend working in health care on the frontline in Wales tells us that the work is tough and the medics are burning out after six weeks of dealing with the Covid patients in their care. It isn’t easy when there is no cure and there is no respite from the pain and many deaths doctors have to deal with. While the numbers are falling, the relentless wave of support required by those still in hospital is not. Hardly surprising the medics are on their knees. Let us all hope that there isn’t a second wave.

A bit of frivolity always helps in these uncertain and sometimes depressing times. When I was looking out a photograph to share yesterday, I found another one that made me laugh. Some things never change! Many years apart and still doing the same sort of thing…..

Many a key worker has caught me out…!