Even the sheep are in Flockdown

Journal into the Unknown...(8) I have dropped into a fairly healthy habit of early rising and getting out onto the byways around my neck of the woods before most of my neighbours get out of bed in the mornings.  This is the time that I choose to exercise my right to exercise. It also means … Continue reading Even the sheep are in Flockdown

I gotta get outta this place, if it’s the last thing I ever do!

Journal into the unknown...(7) Don't fence me in... It is certainly reasonable to argue that the UK Virus episode started with a belated recognition that we were to be swept up in a Pandemic, which has rapidly progressed to a state, best described as Pandemonic.  That is from a state where the virus was prevalent … Continue reading I gotta get outta this place, if it’s the last thing I ever do!

Journal into the unknown continues… Homage to Catatonia

George Orwell, now that's one Blair I do have time for! Who would have thought that having free time would be such a problem? It has made me think quite a lot about Orwell's take on the world and I am struck with the way day-to-day priorities change with circumstances. No through road to Wigan … Continue reading Journal into the unknown continues… Homage to Catatonia

Never mind the quality, feel the width!

Or, Look over there it's a Unicorn sitting on a Rainbow! When I was young it struck me that I was quite often chastised for emulating something that some adult or other had done or said. Now, being what was to be later called a bit of a Bolshie, I expressed my concerns about how … Continue reading Never mind the quality, feel the width!

Pots, kettles and grimy arses!

Or Journal into the unknown (7) Monday March 30th 2020 Yes, I'm still here. I've not succumbed yet. I've been celebrating my 73rd birthday and my wife and I have been looking back at our 31 years of married life together. Not quite in the way we had planned - hot air balloon ride, boutique … Continue reading Pots, kettles and grimy arses!

Journal into the unknown…(6)

Friday 20th March Perchance to dream - that would be nice! I had a really bad night last night. I couldn't sleep and when I did drop off it was only for an hour or so. I can cope and I often function on less than three hours sleep, but I'm sure it is not … Continue reading Journal into the unknown…(6)

Journal into the Unknown…(5)

Thursday 19th March A mixed sort of day really: My youngest daughter's partner sent me a couple of cheery links about not spreading the dreaded virus following admonitions the night before, when they heard that we were thinking of going to a supermarket.  One was the video showing a line of matches catching light one … Continue reading Journal into the Unknown…(5)

Journal into the Unknown…(4)

Day 4: Wednesday March 18th Warning: Not a day for the faint-hearted!! I woke wondering what this day would bring.  Not much in the way of good news I’m sure. Some of our relatives are working in environments where colleagues have been in contact with virus sufferers and are feeling understandably apprehensive. Testing to go … Continue reading Journal into the Unknown…(4)

Journal into the Unknown…(3)

exhebdenmick Corona, Corona journal, COVID, Memoirs of a corona survivor so far, NHS and health services, Political, social observation Day 3: Tuesday March 17th Well, inexplicably, I got a good night’s sleep last night, by my standards anyway.  According to my sleep tracker, I got over six hours and that is pretty unusual for me.  … Continue reading Journal into the Unknown…(3)

Journal into the Unknown…(2)

Day 2: Monday March 16th Following yesterday’s traumatic start, I was hoping for a quieter day today.   I guess that was hopelessly optimistic.  As the media hype ramps up and the government cannot or will not do anything  that is in anyway reassuring, we find ourselves being consumed by this issue, According to my sleep … Continue reading Journal into the Unknown…(2)