The thing is this, since I finished writing yesterday just after midnight, it has been my birthday. First one in lockdown, and hopefully the last (in lockdown) but in spite of still following government guidelines it managed to be fun. Lots of phone calls and FB posts, some lovely family photos were added even showing me when I was very young (thank you everyone) and then a group chat with friends that I often see on a Friday so we had a Zoom virtual reunion thanks to Lynn who set it up. Six of us chatting and almost felt normal. My daughter Sam popped over with Alex and Jack bringing cards, flowers and gifts as well as a balloon. Then Elena visited with Elizabeth and Alice and they brought a cake (made by Alice, photo posted) and more flowers and gifts. Social distancing was maintained at all times and I felt very spoilt. Still more phone calls later made it a proper celebration.
The POTUS has been at it again. Yesterday he heard that disinfectant could kill COVID-19 so asked if it couldn’t in some way be injected into people. The response was shock and horror from everyone, everywhere, could someone really be suggesting this? Today he back pedalled fast and said no he didn’t really mean it it was just a joke or sarcasm. Funny he’s never been known for a sense of humour or irony. My sister who lives in Australia and phoned today to wish me a happy birthday mentioned that he is also referred to as a cockwomble. That’s a new one on me.
In Suffolk a closed library has been thoroughly cleaned with disinfectant by their regular cleaner. When she returned the books to the shelves she put them in order of size, so they looked nice one presumes. A librarian said the cleaner was lovely and it was an honest mistake so they wouldn’t want her to feel bad about it. No, of course not, that’s why they informed the BBC. Elsewhere a neighbour who fell asleep and didn’t go out to clap was shamed by her neighbours on FB. Self righteous indignation at work again.
Captain Tom’s single You’ll Never Walk Alone has reached number 1 in the UK charts. A news item says that when in a few days he reaches that ripe old age of 100 he will be the oldest person to be ‘top of the pops’. They might not have realised that he already is the oldest. I’ve been wondering how he’ll be able to pick out the Queen’s, birthday card from the 70+ thousand he has received. When Captain Tom was younger the Queen was sending out telegrams which would have been delivered by bicycle. Maybe there will be a special mail van this time. Good night everyone, thank you for a lovely day in isolation but not. 😴💤😴