We've endured lost holidays. We've missed normal events like family gatherings, trips, cinema, pubs, seeing friends, gigs and restaurants. We've not been able to take Mum for days out or meals out from her care home. Our daughter-in-law's new business has been destroyed. C's Christmas plans are on the brink of being wrecked. B has been furloughed on and off for months and yet ironically will probably be working Christmas Day. My local library has been shut for long periods and still is. (If ever there was a time to have a few books..) We've been subjected to house arrest for 2 weeks. Baddgers are being culled and the planet is going to hell in a bucket.
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But this week 2 very specific new nuclear earthquakes. First: A has succumbed to a nasty dose of Covid-19: all the listed symptoms and more. With luck he will make a quick recovery; I hope so, many do.
Second: my favourite local Italian has gone! One of the great things about living where we do is the local restaurants within walking distance: no driving or taxi-ing necessary. But now Gusto is no more. It follows my previous favourites: Felicinis and Carluccios to that restaurant graveyard in the sky. Damn this virus!
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