Thursday 15 October
Getting towards the end of another week and that’s really what it’s feeling like at the moment. Another week, followed by yet another week, and so it goes on and on and on.
It’s becoming so draining at the moment. Just trying to get through each day, each week. It’s really difficult trying not to make everything feel so gloomy right now.
It’s late in the evening and I am writing this whilst listening to Question Time on the radio. It’s coming from Scotland and everyone sounds exhausted, the panelists and the audience (who are remotely present). The first question? “Who is handling the Coronavirus better, Boris Johnson or Nicola Sturgeon?” What a stupid thing to ask, let alone to expect an answer too. My reply? “Who cares!” It is not a competition and it is about people losing their jobs, houses and health.
Today Essex had their request granted to move into the ‘High’ tier two (of three). But, from what I can see, it simply means that, alongside the other measures affecting everyone across the country, we cannot mix with another household in a home. I really don’t see how this is going to have any marked impact?
Also, Italy were added to the list of countries that, if visited, would require us to quarantine for fourteen days on return. Yesterday I changed our flights from later this month to April 2021. Phew!
The Bald Birder 