Life in lockdown. As we are both what the government calls vulnerable, we are in lockdown for the foreseeable future. First problem: how to get home delivery of foodstuffs. It took weeks to get registered as vulnerable with our local supermarket and then a further week to access delivery slots. But, the good news. The first delivery to our doorstep is scheduled for tomorrow night. I chose that slot because for some reason it had the cheapest charge. Even I can afford 50p. Meanwhile, life outside is eerily quiet except for the boy racer who even now roars and revs past our house on his souped-up motorbike. Don’t know where he lives as we’re never quick enough to catch sight of him. FB is crazy at present, full of self-opinionated people spouting self-righteous comments about all the other ‘stupid’ people they see. Truth is we’re all having to make judgements on how to keep to government guidelines, none of which is precise enough to accommodate each individual’s personal situation. If you’re not coughing, take a deep breath. These are crazy times, but this too will pass.
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