Changing attitudes

They say a week’s a long time in politics but it feels like a decade in a pandemic.   On 5th March 2020 Boris Johnson said

"...perhaps you could take it on the chin, take it all in one go and allow the disease, as it were, to move through the population, without taking as many draconian measures."

To be fair (and it pains me) but he did say that this was one of the theories and it needed to be balanced with more preventive measures.  But even to consider this as part of a balanced approach seems extraordinary when, according to more than 200 scientists who wrote an open letter on 14th March this tactic to produce the much quoted “herd immunity”,  would result in many thousands of unnecessary deaths.  

Three weeks later and we’re in a different place, with almost a lockdown being implemented last night.  Almost, because people can still go to work and there is a lot of confusion about what can and can’t be done.  You can probably take your car for an MOT if you can find a garage open but you’re not allowed to visit your partner if they don’t live in the same house.  No visits with family members unless you live together. 

After Johnson’s TV address last night though attitudes seem to be changing.  It’s less than 10 days since a doctor told my husband that this thing would ‘blow over’ soon enough, surprised and not a little dismissive, that he was self isolating.   

14 days in isolation for us today, which seems like a mini milestone but I’ve a feeling it’s going to be a long year.

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So I bought a new phone last week.  I had the last one for about three years and it was perfectly serviceable except for battery life.  It was hardly making it ’til lunchtime.  I had the horrible thought that if one us of needed to go to the hospital I’d need a phone with a decent battery so I bit the bullet and bought an iPhone 11.  Ordered, delivered but without a SIM card.  I spoke to Virgin customer support who assured me that all their phones come without a SIM.  It was on order, would be delivered by Royal Mail and would be with me in a couple of days.  Hmm.

I wasn’t totally convinced and spent the whole of Day 6 texting to various support people at Virgin, getting increasingly infuriated as I was told different variations of the story.  Finally, one guy said that he couldn’t see any trace of an order for a SIM card and was I sure it wasn’t in the box?  No, absolutely not, I’d had a thorough search of the box but hang on..what about the cardboard outer?  Being conscious of the longevity of the virus on cardboard I’d ditched the outer box as quickly as possible.  A dive into the recycling bin by my long suffering husband resulted in the discovery of the SIM card nestled safely in the cardboard box. Grovelling apology to support guy and phone finally up and running. Yeah, I’m a dick but why did they lie in the first place though?

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So here’s the thing…

Neither of us are sick (touch wood) but we decided to self isolate a few days before it was advised because we both have the dreaded ‘underlying conditions’. When we started I imagined that I would get stuck into a project and emerge blinking in a few months time with a fully formed novel. Or maybe a portfolio of new art work. It’s becoming more obvious that it probably won’t work like that and I’m going to flit about from one thing to another. Currently I’m taking part in a 30 day photo challenge with one of my oldest friends and that’s the start…12 days in.

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The other big C

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I’ve turned off notifications
I couldn’t stand the din
It’s day nine of our lockdown
And the novelty’s worn thin

The BBC, the Guardian
All vying for attention
From the captive detainee

Lists of figure and statistics
An avalanche of news
The guidelines are confusing
But please don’t book a cruise

And all our other problems
Seem so small and long ago
Now lives have been upended
And we’re struggling to cope 

But still some people argue
That it’s really not so bad
They’ll carry on as normal
These precautions are just mad

I hope that we survive this
But we can’t do it alone
So if your job’s not vital
Please stay the fuck at home!

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