So, a year today the first lockdown (cliché) was announced and we all had to stay at home. A rollercoaster (cliché) of a year and we are again at home, albeit with more flexibility. Now, though, we have treatments and vaccines (well, if EU don't ban exports to UK). Our light at the end of the tunnel(cliché).
A £5000 fine will be issued to anyone going abroad for frivolity. Our holiday in Wales is in doubt as apparently the doom man says he doesn't want any English travelling in to Wales for Easter.
It was bigbruv's 3rd anniversary yesterday. What would he have thought of all this? There are floods around Sydney, not so long since the wild fires. There are shootings in America with no support for a change in the gun laws. The plates are moving in Iceland and lava is flowing. Riots in Myanmar and missing BBC employees. Protesters marching through Bristol objecting to a change in the law which makes protest marches more difficult (then hijacked by rent-a-lout who injured policemen, damaged property and set fire to vehicles).
I stay local, visit the plot, enjoy the daffs and the magnolia and feel the edges retracting.
I hope all the family and friends we see so seldom are all alive and well.
Fingers crossed.
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