How would a novel called Love in the Time of Coronavirus be written?
For my state, maybe connecting on a dating site during Stage 1 lockdown, then when rules were relaxed meeting and having mad and passionate sex and loving each moment spent together.
Stage 2 lockdown, hungry for each other but you can't meet. You talk on the phone, text, message, send emails. Where does the novel go to from there? I really don't know.
We masked up while doing our weekly shopping today. I estimate people shopping in South Melbourne today were masked to 50 per cent.
When out later for my exercise walk, I bought coffee and some public seating was blocked off and some wasn't. I sat for a bit where it wasn't blocked off and a woman was ranting. I don't care if they fine me. We are socially distanced. What is the problem. The person who she was speaking to replied, never mind the fine, you could have a criminal record. I don't know if that is true. I moved away to the seating across the road around the electricity substation to receive my dose of radiation.
Then in an unmarked car police arrived. I thought they may have been attending to fine the rich and famous who were sitting, but no, it turned out they were buying coffee as far as I could see. From a distance a policewoman seemed to be looking at me, now standing in parkland. Time to finish my exercise walk and I will take my coffee with me rather than watching the cops.
Over 400 new COVID infections in our state yesterday. Are we scared? You betcha.
State Premiers and Prime Ministers must delegate. We were thinking our state Premier was doing a great job in our state with the virus, but it seems whoever he delegated to did not get it right and our massive numbers of new infections all go back to lax and bribed private security guards at hotel quarantine. A judicial enquiry is about to start.