Update From A Semi-Locked Down Country #8..!
Every time I post an entry, I look back at what I was contemplating last time out and then realise how much has changed, even though the pace of lockdown feels slower than a Pensioner in front of you in the fast lane, my head is swimming like Ian Thorpe; anyone else getting this weird phenomenon?
So, the UK is still blundering down the path of letting everyone loose, today our PM began his unsubtle plan to blame the people themselves, not him. He did so by suggesting that Care Homes didn't follow the rules, when (a) he didn't set any rigid rules and (b) the threadbare guidance they set was given by erm... our Prime Minister.
As fucking annoying as he is predictable, ah well, it could be worse...
*Looks at the United States and Brazil*
Having thought more about the potential pregnancy, I have warmed to the idea. Maybe get all the shit sleep out of the way and from 2024, it'll be clear sailing all the way, right..?!
The househunting issue has resolved itself too, as Toni confided that it was her mental health playing up and she was trying to limit it herself. Being supportive and because Toni's Researcher skills are very sharp, I conceded that I was happy to view houses in areas we both wanted to live, not just in places she looked at as it was affordable.
The result? We viewed an average house in an area we liked. It was listed online, there was a 'Sold' sign outside, nobody turned up to show us round and zero communication about a cancellation. Brilliant.
After we contacted them, they said the viewing is still on albeit a week later than planned (but they patently can't be arsed telling us) and that they were given the wrong sign. I think they've sold it but now are doing this viewing as they feel they are obligated. I want Toni to tell them we will go... then ghost the dickhead by not showing up! Let's hope this person is the exception rather than the rule.
The weekend went superbly, the Frank Turner and Beans on Toast online gig was a lot of fun, the chat between Frank and Jay (both long time close friends) and the auction of signed cardboard cut outs was hilarious and (as with every Frank set), I came out with a renewed affection for a song or two of his.
The group Birthday chat with my Sister was fine although a bit bizarre as she organised it (but barely spoke!) Letting Toni, me and my Cousin's wife Ange monopolise a bit but she Whatsapped the next day to say that she really enjoyed it!
Then the Hella Mega chat on Saturday was a joy! A perfect mix of the decent chunk of sensible conversation, married with some intoxicated nonsense plus technological confusion, such as the ability to wear a dog's head as a hat. Danny and Ben joined me, Toni, Lisa, Michael and Wong later on too.
We also decided to see Skindred at a drive-in gig in Bolton in August. It's intriguing but I'm not sure if a gig in a car will really stand up in comparison, we shall see...
Video chats have been keeping me going, I wonder how this Pandemic would have gone down if the internet had shorted out as well...
So, the UK is still blundering down the path of letting everyone loose, today our PM began his unsubtle plan to blame the people themselves, not him. He did so by suggesting that Care Homes didn't follow the rules, when (a) he didn't set any rigid rules and (b) the threadbare guidance they set was given by erm... our Prime Minister.
As fucking annoying as he is predictable, ah well, it could be worse...
*Looks at the United States and Brazil*
Having thought more about the potential pregnancy, I have warmed to the idea. Maybe get all the shit sleep out of the way and from 2024, it'll be clear sailing all the way, right..?!
The househunting issue has resolved itself too, as Toni confided that it was her mental health playing up and she was trying to limit it herself. Being supportive and because Toni's Researcher skills are very sharp, I conceded that I was happy to view houses in areas we both wanted to live, not just in places she looked at as it was affordable.
The result? We viewed an average house in an area we liked. It was listed online, there was a 'Sold' sign outside, nobody turned up to show us round and zero communication about a cancellation. Brilliant.
After we contacted them, they said the viewing is still on albeit a week later than planned (but they patently can't be arsed telling us) and that they were given the wrong sign. I think they've sold it but now are doing this viewing as they feel they are obligated. I want Toni to tell them we will go... then ghost the dickhead by not showing up! Let's hope this person is the exception rather than the rule.
The weekend went superbly, the Frank Turner and Beans on Toast online gig was a lot of fun, the chat between Frank and Jay (both long time close friends) and the auction of signed cardboard cut outs was hilarious and (as with every Frank set), I came out with a renewed affection for a song or two of his.
The group Birthday chat with my Sister was fine although a bit bizarre as she organised it (but barely spoke!) Letting Toni, me and my Cousin's wife Ange monopolise a bit but she Whatsapped the next day to say that she really enjoyed it!
Then the Hella Mega chat on Saturday was a joy! A perfect mix of the decent chunk of sensible conversation, married with some intoxicated nonsense plus technological confusion, such as the ability to wear a dog's head as a hat. Danny and Ben joined me, Toni, Lisa, Michael and Wong later on too.
We also decided to see Skindred at a drive-in gig in Bolton in August. It's intriguing but I'm not sure if a gig in a car will really stand up in comparison, we shall see...
Video chats have been keeping me going, I wonder how this Pandemic would have gone down if the internet had shorted out as well...