Simmering in a state of mild anxiety. Dog walking is the only thing keeping me sane. Raining again today, so here’s a pic from yesterday.
Just agonising about whether I dare enter mum and dad’s house when I go up at the weekend without trailing clouds of infection after me – only to phone up and find out my dad’s just got back from shopping at Sainsburys!
I hope they park a sentry near his front door when they force the over-70s to stay indoors, that’s all I can say…
At the other end of the spectrum, my cousin is quarantining with two of his kids (homebound from Dublin and London) for a week in my other cousin’s holiday cottage before rejoining his wife and mother-in-law in case they get infected.
Meanwhile in Italy, I hear that youngsters are ignoring the rules to stay at home and going off out clubbing – and their parents are getting fined.
2022 and all that 