I spent a night in a hotel in Coventry, Kims Ian was not a well man and some of his symptoms and what ive read on the news made me a little nervous. Kim and I went for a long walk and then I headed towards Huntingdon where Marc and Laura had offered to put me up.
Here I am tw whole weeks later, firmly ensconced in the daily life here. And do you know, its quite nice!
When I arrived we were reporting daily on a few small numbers of Covid19 victims in the UK, fast forward and this has grown somewhat. Heres a few facts to give you an idea of the impact of this thing. As of today:
Ait transport has almost all but ceased in UK, easyJet have sent all their staff home for two months.
Our PM and a few of his sidekick have succumbed.
Social distancing is the new phrase of the day.
We are only allowed outside to shop for essentials, medical aid and once daily exercise.
Businesses are folding and diversifying all over the country/world
Panic buying and low staff numbers mean shops have very little stock of goods, whole sections are taped off for non essential goods.
its a surreal world and each day when I wake I wonder if it was some kind of strange dream, but no, its the new reality for some time yet.
Anyway back to here. Marc and Laura live in a nice house out in the sticks in a village called Upton. Its on the edge of some fields. They share their home with Moose (bulldog/rottweiller cross) three cats, Barney, Crystabelle and Teddy, two rabbits, a bearded dragon and three geckos. Im going to like it here.
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