It seemed appropriate that I should write something about this awful pandemic that has gripped the world since the beginning of this year. We are now in the second lockdown, which is supposed to be ending on the 2nd December, the day before Andrew's 39th birthday. We could not socialise with Dave when it was his birthday in November but I did manage a cuddle when he came round to collect his present. And stuff off Boris! We are still subject to the 'rule of six' although there are rumours that the government will allow more leniency with regards family/social gatherings for the Christmas period. I'm not overly optimistic. It is hard for all of us.
Luckily, at least, we were able to see Lara for her birthday in October and have a little party. I don't know when we are going to be able to see her again, hopefully we will be able to get to see her and Baz over Christmas, I got her the most gorgeous dolly!
Allyson has been in hospital in Mundesley since August, when she was made homeless by the cretin she was renting from at the time. We have been to see her a couple of times but with lockdown we are again forced to stay away. I posted presents to her for her birthday and she was appreciatvie of that. I hope that we can get to take her presents for Christmas, although she is not at all well right now and doesn't really want to speak to anyone on the phone or see anyone in person. I have tried to contact her doctors this week but didn't manage to get through to anyone with a brain. It is hard for most people but really difficult for a person who has a mental disability, why did this happen to her? I wish I could wave a wand and make it all go away. This horrible condition - I won't call it an illness because that implies you can get better from it - has robbed her of a productive, happy and positive life.
I'm used to working from home, it's nothing new to me - although I haven't had any work at all since February. I'm just a bit annoyed with myself for selling my car, even though I couldn't afford to keep it anymore and perhaps got rid of it at the right time, I feel so trapped right now. The only time I actually get out of the house is to do grocery shopping once a week with Hayzel, I suppose I should be thankful for that at any rate. But sometimes I get so frustrated, I just want to run out of the house up the road and into a field ... I hope that we will be able to spend some time with our loved ones over Christmas, even if it's just a short visit for a drinkie and a mince pie.
