And so the waters continue to rise.
They may have thought that they could somehow stop the tide coming in but all their efforts were futile. No matter how high you build those dykes, the water will always find a weak spot or just rise over the top.
The Virus creeps ever closer. A couple of weeks ago I didn’t know one person who had caught it but now the figures are rising – five close contacts at the last count. By close contact, I mean someone I meet on a fairly regular basis. I haven’t met them since they caught it but I will meet them again at some point.
I suppose I would consider myself a pragmatist. I think that sooner or later I am going to catch it. That may happen tomorrow or next year, but it will happen. As long as I have any physical contact with the outside world it will happen. I’m not too chuffed with the possibility of a return to hospital food but what the hell. They’re producing stuff now that eases the symptoms and anyway the smoking will hold off the worst of it? Heh!
I see from the latest figures that well over a million people have tested positive in this country. With a population of five million that means that one in every five people have had the Virus. Note that this figure is the official test result and I would imagine that possibly another million might have had it but were either asymptomatic or didn’t report it for one reason or another. It is becoming as ubiquitous as the flu or common cold, and how many people are there who can say they have never caught either?
So I bow to the inevitable. Or maybe I have had it already? Herself is complaining of a fever and flu symptoms [though her temperature is normal] and I have had a sort of bug for a while with a sore throat amongst other things.
Between that and the looming Glaucoma I had better get my memoirs finished as quickly as possible?