Yesterday the UK government announced that in a couple of weeks the wearing of masks in English shops will no longer be mandatory. When I say English shops, I of course mean shops in England; not COVID restriction easing only applies to retail outlets with indigenous Anglo owners. An edict which’d understandably cause consternation amongst…
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Fragile
On Friday evening, I’d a telephone discussion with my son Jonathon. During our habitual mix of silly exchanges interspersed with the occasional sensible snippet, my eldest offspring and me mulled over the conundrum of him retrieving of a parcel he’d inadvertently addressed here (his childhood residence). This issue clouded by our desire not to breach…
This Vale Of Tiers
As I wait at the literary starting blocks ever eager to type today’s blog, there’re rumours abound the UK government maybe planning to expand the current COVID tier system. Whether this happens, or not, learning of potential restrictions to my liberty got me thinking about what further edicts could possible befall citizens residing within the…
Eureka!
This morning the UK government announced they’ve ordered millions of doses of Pfizer’s coronavirus vaccine. Thank the Lord, the cavalry is on its way and come springtime this country’s populace maybe able to reclaim some semblance of pre-COVID existence. Our leaders bulletin making today a historic day; one which’ll live long in the memory….. Unless,…
A Spud With Cheryl
In the wake of yesterday’s new coronavirus restrictions in the UK, amongst the proletariat, once again talk of panic buying has reared its ugly head. As written about when originally locked down, an act which really puts my nose out of joint. Anyhow, how do you buy panic? Like it’s cousins consternation and hysteria, it…
Accentuating the Positive
According to weather forecasters (and I’ve no reason to disbelieve them), West Yorkshire is preparing itself for a couple of blustery days. These meteorological soothsayers indicating mild zephyrs, currently gently swaying a large buddleja in my back garden, will shortly progress into a force capable of blowing your hat into the next village. Footnote –…
Frame Yourself!
It’s got to be said, unearthing fresh topics for these daily journals of life under COVID’s oppressive grip can be exacting. With events echoing the previous days episodes, even groundhogs must be fed up at these endless dawn to dusk reprisals as they lockdown in their burrows. Seeking today’s subject for imparting unreliable copy, my…