The end of ‘lockdown’ is being delayed by four weeks to allow the “Delta Variant, first discovered in fucking India!!”, time to… errrr… well, time to slow down, ease up, get better or get superseded by the Epsilon Variant, first discovered in *******.

The thing is that if you run a theatre, sporting events, possibly weddings (they’re going to have special dispensation, apparently delta viruses are very keen on the institution of marriage and have promised to keep away from nuptial ceremonies and receptions), then that’s bad.

For pubs, limiting numbers during the entire European football
campaign is horrendous and unimaginably costly. Especially now all football fans have bonded over Christian Eriksen and would like nothing more than to sit in vast crowds watching big screens, eating together, drinking together, vomiting together, in one cohesive act of unity and an outpouring of love. Not gonna happen. Not til July the whatever, when the football’s long over.

But…

But if you’re a normal person, not engaged in such crowded working things, just a regular guy/gal, sorry: just a regular
guy/gal/LGBTQIA/hermaphrodite/thing-with-dubious-pronouns/anything-else that hasn’t yet been defined gender-wise, if you’re one of them/us,then lockdown is pretty much a thing of the past. We’re over it. I’m over it. Ok, I wear a mask, but only when I absolutely have to, for the least possible time and only if people are watching. But otherwise, life is getting pretty normal out there. As I know nobody
under 18, other than Lila and Joey, my whole world is vaccinated. So we hug, we kiss, we meet up, drink coffee together, dine together, and if more people stop by at the cafe, they no longer receive the looks of shock, horror and disgust, as they breeze over for a chat, as they would have had in February.

We’re never going to ‘beat’ coronavirus. It is now our constant and everlasting companion. The cost of a divorce from it would be excessive as it would involve killing every person, dog and bat on the entire planet. So, as they keep telling us, we have to learn to live with it. Which really, I think, is where most of us are at right now.

So Boris and Hancock and Rishi can say what they want to upset
everyone in the leisure and travel industries, my life will go on. Ihope. Long as I don’t get covid. Badly. Because I ‘learned to live with it’ about April last year, and I’m still learning.

Happy Monday

A xxxx