London – Day 18 of lockdown

Blue plastic fish lying on the road

How the hell is it Day 18 already? Time is moving both so very slowly and so very quickly. Perhaps Groundhog Day on slow-mo and then on speed?

I’m feeling pretty good right now. First thing this morning I heard a mum across the road explaining to her toddler daughter repeatedly, ‘No, shoes are not for eating.’  I then got quite a bit of work done, polished off an article for a company I do some work with, and worked on a grant proposal. Yes, I know it’s Good Friday. Working today is more a function of being self-employed than being a result of living in lockdown.

As per my usual routine, I headed to Dulwich Park. I got as far as the gate and then did a sharp turn right rather than going in. There were quite a few small kids on bikes. While I love the park, I’m trying to get the balance right between being in green space while managing this under the skin anxiety about being around others. I can feel it in my shoulders and the fact that my skin is doing weird things – dry patches in random places, not something I’ve had before.

I’m pleased to say for all the footpaths I walked on, for all the roads I jumped onto to ensure appropriately social distancing, there was noone I got grumpy with for them being too close. And all the runners I came across did a great job. I even got a ‘thanks’ from one because I moved onto the road meaning he could keep running straight.

The weather is glorious. It was tough coming indoors again after an hour’s walk. Even though I was walking down streets, along various footpaths, I so wanted to keep going. But I didn’t.

The numbers are a good reminder of why I didn’t stay out longer, and why I won’t till the worst of this is over. Another 980 deaths reported between 9am yesterday and 9am today. This is not good. It won’t include figures of quite a few deaths, those in care homes or at home. We’ve outdone Italy when they hit their peak. I don’t mean to sound facetious. This is certainly not a high scoring competition that anyone wants to win. I have friends in Italy, including a dear friend who has elderly parents in Rome. They have been in lockdown for what seems like forever. We have a couple more million people in the UK but we haven’t reached the peak yet.

Testing is ramping up, though still a long way to go and don’t know why it’s taken so long, a high of 19k+ tests results reported over a 24 hour period.

On the plus side, tests are finally being made available to those working in social care and health with a big increase in drive through testing facilities. Boris Johnson, the UK’s Prime Minister, has been moved out of intensive care and seems to be on the mend.

I only managed to watch about 10 minutes of today’s briefing. I can only cope with so much.

So that’s it for Day 18. Stay safe, stay well, and stay home!

3 comments on “London – Day 18 of lockdown

    1. Being self-employed, I don’t mind so much. My main focus is getting some semblance of an income. But I’m not complaining, give the nature of the work I do, I’m in a better place than many.

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