Lockdown Diary - Tuesday 9th March 2021

Back to work. 

Feet firmly put in it. Hopefully I can salvage something from the wreckage, but it's really not looking good. The extent of the damage will be clear over the next 24-36 hours. Fingers etc crossed.

Work

Went for a late afternoon walk with son #2 to the Post Office and back, hitting my target of over 30 minutes brisk walking, and also activating my hernia.

Work again...

Later this evening I have a video call with friends planned.  

Good catch-up with friends for 90 minutes or so, courtesy of Google Meet, which was ended by the arrival of my dinner pretty much bang on 8:30 p.m.  Look forward to another catch-up soon, maybe in person, outdoors, if the restrictions are lifted according to schedule?

Dinner. 'South Park'. Sleep. 

This seems to be the song for the prevailing winds. The Cure. 'Same Deep Water As You'. From 'Disintegration'


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