Today started out well, much better than most days lately. Then it went a bit shit but finished on a high. For the first time in 11 days my back felt OK when I woke up. It felt well enough that I even managed to do the exercises I was given by a physiotherapist when I had a bad back a few years ago. Clearly I had not been doing them and couldn’t even find the list I was given showing how to do them. But I googled and found them and did them for the first time in years. And I will keep doing them, I promise.
It was another rainy, chilly, windy stormy day so even though my back was better there was no way I was going to attempt a much-needed run. Despite having done the exercises my back tightened up again in the afternoon. So to cheer myself up I watched the first episode of Chernobyl with Charlie. It was just as grim as the first time around. Definitely not something that can be binged.
Decided I needed to get out of the house so, despite the pouring rain, I walked in to town. By the time I got back home the sun was shining again. Weird weather.
Boris Johnson finally decided to turn up at the daily coronavirus briefing and it was a disastrous performance by most accounts. He really is a hopeless buffoon. Meanwhile in Michigan heavily armed covidiots stormed the state capitol. This is all on Trump. He wants to start a civil war.
This evening I got an email confirming the Guardian is furloughing me for two months at least. So that’s a huge relief. Finished the day watching Radiohead’s 2012 Coachella gig with Charlie. I reminded him we were a mere 263 miles away in Phoenix at the time. All in all a good end to the day.