Well that didn't quite go to plan...
200 and 30 days more, we arrive at October 1, 2021. The pandemic looks like it's swallowing each and every one of us in its covid jaws, saving the double-jabbed from hospitalisation and death. Most are knocked sideways for months and I have yowled at my just-turned-sixteen year old that she will get her first dose this Saturday. I cannot delay this thesis even further. Since I last notched, two more close family members passed on, one shockingly from a blood clot which is a terribly unexpected event.. Especially hideous when the victim is a teetotaller, non-smoker and a dedicated paediatrician, who elected to leave Manchester for rural Sri Lanka and a very good Christian. I am an aetheist who goes around believing we are bio-chemical blobs moving around in clothes, but then! The second passer-on, my cousin here in Richmond is a great loss. Having a like-minded first cousin on a sharing-Uber route close by is a real treat. Now, when she is a clever conversationalist, lover of jazz a...