Month: March 2020

The day started early with me at about 4 AM.  I listened to the BBC briefly and found that the World Service, local radio stations, and radio five live had been amalgamated presumably due to staff problems and the presenter was searching around for subject matters. She was speaking very slowly showing that she was trying to make it up as she went along.  She had my sympathy I decided to watch TV...

After last evening's bombshell by the Prime Minister we are informed that we must stay at home and only go out for exceptional reasons.  It is a question how the British public will respond to this.  First of all, we don't have nearly enough police to enforce everything.  Tomorrow, I'm going to pick up a replacement Volvo car (2001 vintage)  from Trowbridge, which is 15 miles away from where I...

I completed my gargantuan mail-out yesterday and received many kind notes from people who were renewing their acquaintance with me after more than 10 years in many cases.  The worst thing about this Corona thing is not knowing what is going to happen and when it is going to finish.  My latest pendulum readings show that everything will clear by 1 June.  The growth in infections and the mortality...

I was chatting away on the allotments to a couple of people and it suddenly came into my head as I should write to all my contacts on my fastmail.com account to give comments about how I saw the corona business moving.   I dug out all the latest facts I could find, mostly from government sources, and presented them to show that the actual chance of dying from this virus was very small indeed. I...

We awoke to a drizzly Saturday morning.  I refuse to watch or listen to the news because I'd had enough of you know what to last me some time.  The morning was very ordinary.  I went along to the allotment to take away all the bits and pieces, rotten wood etc, that can so easily accumulate and make the allotment look messy.  I also went to the butchers and got little bit of this that and the...

I did not turn on the radio this morning because I don't want to hear Corona Corona Corona, and then more Corona.  There comes a point when you get sick of the whole thing.  I decided to go to Wells today to see how this normally bustling city centre was affected by fear and panic, mostly media induced, by a phenomena that you have less than one in 1,000,000 chance of being killed by - anyone...