Well the big news today was that Boris Johnson and Matt Hancock, the health secretary, both have tested positive for Covid-19 and are self-isolating. Well, well, well. Surely Donald Trump will be next. That would certainly cheer a lot of people up.
I managed to get out for a run for the first time in 16 days and it felt great and I didn’t die. It’s another sunny day and long may they continue.
The even better news is that Charlie has gone outside for a walk for the first time since we went up to Birmingham over a week ago. At some point tomorrow I will have to brave a trip to the local supermarket as we are low on fruit and veg. Both Morrisons and Marks & Spencer have instituted a queuing system limiting the number of people who can be in the store at one time, with people waiting in well-spaced lines for their turn to go in.
It reminded me of waiting to get into the Co-Op at Glastonbury, minus the social distancing. I am still bummed out about Glastonbury being cancelled. Even though I didn’t have a ticket I still held out hope. I might pitch my tent in the garden and sleep there for five days at the end of June anyway.
This lockdown is not a week old yet and so far I am not bored. Ask me again if we’re still at it in two months, or 18.