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Thursday, October 15, 2020

Plans? What plans?

 

It did not occur to me yesterday when I was thinking about the lockdown restrictions that are going to be imposed at midnight tonight for the next fifteen days that they comprised yet another knock to my birthday celebrations.

     With the ‘rule of six’ and the suggestions that different households not mix the situation for anyone actually making it to the restaurant to participate in my birthday meal was problematic. 

     As many of the people who coming from Britain, the fact that flights had been cancelled was something of a disincentive to start the journey, let alone the fact that Spain and Catalonia are not on the corridor of acceptable countries and that there would have been a period of compulsory quarantine on their return!

     So, the Plan D for my birthday had shrunk down to Toni and I having tapas at lunchtime in one of our trusted restaurants.  Which are now closed.  So, not only no friends and relatives but now, no venue! 

     At the moment the Opera is still on, but that is in nine days time and these days that is the rough equivalent of the temporal distance of the end of the last Ice Age and twentieth U-turn of the Blond Buffoon passing himself off as the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom!

     All in all, these next few weeks are shaping up to be eventful.

 

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