I hoped to restart with telling you about our brief holiday, but our situation cannot be ignored.
While the rest of the country has virtually no COVID infections, my state had 191 new infections announced yesterday, in a state of 5 million. We are to be locked down again and can only leave home for essential shopping, medical care or caring for others, essential work and local exercise as of Thursday. I suggested to R that we go out for a local sit down meal tonight before we return to take away only but he said no. He is fearful, as am I.
Some public housing tower blocks have been locked down to prevent spread. Some post code areas have been locked down. There was one case brought from Melbourne to the area where we holidayed. Our local council area hasn't had infections for ages, yet yesterday, twelve. A couple of cases in the City too. Except for the final two senior years, schools will be closed again but at least this time special needs students are exempt. And no, this time you cannot drive to the countryside to go bushwalking with the reason of exercise.
As of tomorrow night our state will have closed borders to every other state, and I don't blame the other states at all. However, some kind words would be nice rather than calling us COVID infected Victorians.
It seems to me like this has all happened because of lax procedures and behaviour at quarantine hotels and an underway judicial inquiry will probably confirm this. Pay peanuts, get monkeys.
This is going to be at least an awful six weeks and while we never stopped being very cautious, we will return to extreme caution. Yet, this will effect so many so much harder than it will us.
Where I bought coffee when out walking today the owner had heard the latest news and he will have to remove seating again. He who makes the coffee offered his political views, that are in opposition to mine. A big mistake. Business owners should never offer political views if they want to keep customers. He badly guessed me as a rich old bastard who would be against a government that was socially caring, progressive, environmentally concerned and a supporter of workers rights (ok, that is the idealised version). I kept my mouth shut and I rather wish I hadn't. But I have choices about where I buy coffee.
To cap off such a wonderful news day yesterday, I lost my Armani reading glasses while out walking.
Should I cut my left wrist vein or right?
But as I replied to R when he said, 'my life is effed'. 'Not like it is for many people'.