New Year’s Day
I am just back from the village. I have noticed a few changes around the place since my last visit way back last Sunday. First of all they have fucked up the road at the end of the lane. About … Continue reading →
Category Archives: Covid-19
PTSD
I am suffering from anxiety. For the last few months the meeja has delighted in telling me how the Virus restrictions were causing depression and anxiety, particularly amongst us aged “caccooners”. That was a load of bollox. Never once did … Continue reading →
Time gentlemen please
If the powers that be get their way, nipping down to the pub for a pint will be a little complicated. For a start, I have to phone ahead and book my pint of stout. Do I have to give … Continue reading →
Do not touch
Just when you think it couldn’t get worse, it does. I’m on about the terminology that we are having to suffer while the Virus Panic persists. I’m sick of being told to “stay safe” or “stay at home”. I am … Continue reading →
Good timing
I like books. I’m a regular at the local library and get through about two books every couple of weeks. But the last time I went to drop off my stash they were closed. And it transpired they weren’t to … Continue reading →
