Update From A Semi-Locked Down Country #4..!
I can't believe it's been over a month since I posted here, time is slipping by so fast these days because we can't have normal nightlife at the moment. What day is it? If I wasn't working Monday to Friday and Travis going to Nursery Tuesday to Thursday, I probably wouldn't know.
Clearly, some National leaders are taking this more seriously than others, so while my American friends are now living in a country opening up again, me and the fellow Brits are being told that we will need to buckle down for a minimum of three months, maybe up to the end of the year. Which, given we are dealing with the very same problem, makes very little sense.
Travis' sleep this week has been horrendous, on Sunday night my Fitbit tells me that I got just over 3 hours sleep, as he decided to only pass out when attached to Toni's boob or prostrate on me, throughout the week he has been waking up near enough hourly to the point where today, he slept on me from 6AM and Toni slept in till gone Noon while I looked after him then I had an afternoon nap from 2.30-6PM!
As he didn't have a nap, he fell asleep miraculously painlessly at 8PM tonight and me and Toni got the chance to have a drink and watch a documentary which explored a person on Death Row by interviewing them, people from their family, the lawyers involved and relatives of his victims.
Besides questioning the rule where someone who drives a person to a scene where they commit a murder being as guilty as they are, it also made me think whether people post-lockdown will think differently about prison being "a glorified holiday camp", as they sometimes say; now that some are incarcerated in their own house for weeks or months on end?
My Dad is still flaunting lockdown, he seems to think it's ok to go to the shop (if there's no queue outside), if he fancies something. Even though I am bringing him weekly shopping, so he doesn't have to bloody do that! Part of me wonders if he doesn't exactly have a 'death wish' but with my Mum gone, he is thinking 'Fuck it, I'll do as I please' or 'Fuck it, I don't have much to lose now' or 'Fuck it, I'm going to get on with my life, how long have I got'? Or a combination of the three.
This week my friend Nikki Two discovered that somebody has created a SEVENTEEN HOUR Spotify playlist of a now deceased rock nightclub in Manchester called Jilly's Rockworld (look for Jilly's on Spotify, folks), it's immense and has brought back some happy memories while we work from home. Including an impromptu front room moshpit where Toni punched me in the face!
It's made me realise how much SOME of the heavy music from the early 2000's stands up extremely well to the test of time, including System of A Down, Incubus and early Muse - exceptional stuff!
So, looking back, not a bad week - could be a lot worse in the middle of a Pandemic - stay safe out there, folks! I'm now just a week behind reading your entries too, having a toddler asleep on your left arm in the mornings leaves your right arm free to view this place!
Clearly, some National leaders are taking this more seriously than others, so while my American friends are now living in a country opening up again, me and the fellow Brits are being told that we will need to buckle down for a minimum of three months, maybe up to the end of the year. Which, given we are dealing with the very same problem, makes very little sense.
Travis' sleep this week has been horrendous, on Sunday night my Fitbit tells me that I got just over 3 hours sleep, as he decided to only pass out when attached to Toni's boob or prostrate on me, throughout the week he has been waking up near enough hourly to the point where today, he slept on me from 6AM and Toni slept in till gone Noon while I looked after him then I had an afternoon nap from 2.30-6PM!
As he didn't have a nap, he fell asleep miraculously painlessly at 8PM tonight and me and Toni got the chance to have a drink and watch a documentary which explored a person on Death Row by interviewing them, people from their family, the lawyers involved and relatives of his victims.
Besides questioning the rule where someone who drives a person to a scene where they commit a murder being as guilty as they are, it also made me think whether people post-lockdown will think differently about prison being "a glorified holiday camp", as they sometimes say; now that some are incarcerated in their own house for weeks or months on end?
My Dad is still flaunting lockdown, he seems to think it's ok to go to the shop (if there's no queue outside), if he fancies something. Even though I am bringing him weekly shopping, so he doesn't have to bloody do that! Part of me wonders if he doesn't exactly have a 'death wish' but with my Mum gone, he is thinking 'Fuck it, I'll do as I please' or 'Fuck it, I don't have much to lose now' or 'Fuck it, I'm going to get on with my life, how long have I got'? Or a combination of the three.
This week my friend Nikki Two discovered that somebody has created a SEVENTEEN HOUR Spotify playlist of a now deceased rock nightclub in Manchester called Jilly's Rockworld (look for Jilly's on Spotify, folks), it's immense and has brought back some happy memories while we work from home. Including an impromptu front room moshpit where Toni punched me in the face!
It's made me realise how much SOME of the heavy music from the early 2000's stands up extremely well to the test of time, including System of A Down, Incubus and early Muse - exceptional stuff!
So, looking back, not a bad week - could be a lot worse in the middle of a Pandemic - stay safe out there, folks! I'm now just a week behind reading your entries too, having a toddler asleep on your left arm in the mornings leaves your right arm free to view this place!