Tag Archives: lockdown

What’s the Point of Living Anymore?

Posted on by under 2021, March 2021 - Lost

The Government had lost its way.  No matter which way it tried to turn, the virus has it in a pincer movement. It is just too depressing to watch the news anymore. 

When I received the shielding letter, my morale started to go downhill.  Overnight my freedom and my independence had been taken away.  It had proved easy enough to order food deliveries online and also my prescriptions, but the human element interaction was missing.  How I longed to go outdoors, or hug my daughter and my grandson, or see my mates down the local.  I felt that my human rights had been infringed. 

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Learning New Skills During Lockdown

Posted on by under 2020, October 2020 - Lockdown

It took quite a while to perfect walking across the ceiling but I got it in the end. Just takes practice. As the boot prints attest, this has become a favourite way of taking exercise. And life takes on a fresh perspective.

Jan next door likes to fly. I often hear her talking to seagulls and launching herself off the window ledge. She sometimes drops a fish or part of someone’s pie and chip dinner on my doorstep. Always grateful for a food delivery, and I’m not going to complain about seagull poo on the window.

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Lockdown Entertainment

Posted on by under 2020, October 2020 - Lockdown

“What shall we do now Mummy?” Claire, my six-year-old daughter asked.

“ Yes, what shall we do now?” Her brother Andrew asked.

“I know” I said, let’s Skype Granny, and ask her what she use to do when she was a little girl.”

“Boring” stated Andrew, “ it will all be girls stuff anyway.”

“Okay, well let Claire ask Granny and you ask Grandpa.”

Pleased with myself for remembering things from my childhood that did not include the use of computers, I eagerly awaited my parents’ response.

The answer was not what I had expected or hoped for.

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I Fucking Hate Lockdown

Posted on by under 2020, October 2020 - Lockdown

I’m trapped in a tiny flat with my two mortal enemies.

We were okay at first, seeing each other in small doses but now lockdown’s struck, all we can do is either sulk in our cramped bedrooms or spend every second in each other’s company. As it turns out we really don’t like each other very much. Oh, sure before we’d sometimes go to the pub or go to the cinema but by and large we were casual acquaintances, which is how it should be.

John’s a carefree kind of guy, enduring in some circumstances and pretty damn funny. Samson’s the adventurer, the walls of his bedroom are covered in photographs of him standing by the Grand Canyon and the Great Pyramids and even riding elephants.

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The big picture in Acedia Row

Posted on by under 2020, October 2020 - Lockdown

“Oh, dear God,” Abe clasped his hands to his face as he looked at his emails.

“What’s up?” Shoshana asked poking her head around the door.

“We have been invited,” said Abe rolling his eyes, “to another bloody Zoom cocktail party.”

“Fuck,” Shoshana said, “who is it this time?”

“My boss,” Abe responded, he ran his hand through his thinning hair, “which means we can’t cry off, can’t leave early, and definitely can’t turn up in dressing gowns.”

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