Coming out of lockdown. Yesterday afternoon, junkies shouting down the street, fast paced walking in the middle of the road, a small dog at heel.

July 10th

Covid19 Diaries - part 2

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Because we are still in the thick of a killer pandemic aren't we. And its hard to say "this is the new normal" but this is the new normal: masks in shops and a slight fear when doing something that isn't safely done within my own house boundaries: a bus ride or train trip is risk assessed, a meet-up with a friend or member of my family is weighed and measured to make sure all parties understand that guarantees of clean contact are only as sure as the guarantor's word and integrity. 
The birds still sing tho' not with quite the same great loveliness as when we, man, were briefly silenced. The flowers still flower but Spring has become Summer has become Late Summer will presently be Fall/Autumn. Car traffic has resumed and with it its choking fumes that stifle breath. 
And because the virus is still here, not under control, and in the UK our government is uncaring and unwise, the edge of uncertainty, the knowing how little my life is worth, makes , each day a little odd and sad, and also precious because it could be anyone's last.

July 29th 
Covid19 Diaries - part 2

Today is also my youngest's birthday.