Tuesday, 17 March 2020

Lockdown diary or Coronavirus takes hold

Yesterday the Prime Minister urged the British public to avoid all non-essential contact with others.

While at present it feels a little over the top I'm confident that in the near future we'll see this as sage advice and suspect this is just the beginning of a long haul.

I've been working from home since Thursday as it is after advice at work to not come in if we showed any signs of flu or cold-like illness, and as I had a sore throat and a grumbly cough I acted on that advice.

We did go out on Saturday to see friends. We joined John & Peter as their dinner with Rose and Sylvian came to a close. We drank wine, ate cheese and caught up with them before heading to Croma on Clarence Street for dinner and champagne which Chris had won in a St Valentines day competition. After dinner we met David and Claire Dunne at The Refuge to celebrate his birthday with a couple of drinks. Needless to say we were quite drunk by this time!

The tram, restaurant and bar were obviously quieter than usual, which given different circumstances might have been nice, but generally it was a relatively normal night out.

The difference between Saturday and today (Tuesday) is marked. Plans to go to the Kings Arms to see Mike Heath's new play have just been thwarted as he's taken the decision to pull the rest of the run, after just one night, on yesterday's advice. As well, plans to see Night of the Living Dead Remix at HOME this Friday have been cancelled as they chose to close, along with all theatres, for the foreseeable, I've just had a Whatsapp conversation with Alison and Nicola about them coming here on 4th April and it looks like that's off now too because it involves public transport.

We've been invited to Charles & Paul's in lieu of our zombies on Friday and to John & Peter on Saturday as they've had to cancel their Paris trip. Phil & Charlie who have had to cancel their holiday to Lanzarote will also be there. I'm playing it by ear.

It's dad's 70th birthday on Thursday and despite the fact that he's only left the house once since March last year, and that was to be admitted to hospital after a fall, I was hoping to go and see him at some point though I suspect that's not going to happen. How miserable to be all alone on your birthday. Thankfully he doesn't put much stock on birthdays these days. I'll pop out shortly to post his birthday present and try to pick up a packet of loo paper which continues to be as rare as hen's teeth.

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