HALLOWE'EN. Had to wait a long time in Sainsburys even at 10am: suspect
this is the first taste of pandemic Christmas shopping. B. texted to say that he would just come for a distanced walk with us on Dec 25. He is very properly concerned about transmitting COVID from his work to parents.
Announcement awaited from evil Boris Johnson re putative shutdown till Dec. Not that he's evil because of that -
compared with his attitude on Brexit, his coronavirus handling has been almost sensible.
8
Breezy SE
1300 RAIN HEAVY at times
1530 stops
<8
Some sun
Saturday, October 31, 2020
Friday, October 30, 2020
Thursday, October 29, 2020
Wednesday, October 28, 2020
Tuesday, October 27, 2020
Monday, October 26, 2020
Sunday, October 25, 2020
Saturday, October 24, 2020
Friday, October 23, 2020
Thursday, October 22, 2020
Wednesday, October 21, 2020
Horrible dark rainy day, was glad to be working at home.
Watched Public Eye at lunchtime; I've been watching it a lot these last few days, it's real quality stuff. I've got to that place I get to in such situations where I begin to feel its camera is following me; when I went to put the recycling out in the tipping rain, I could almost see my BW 60s face, and when I
got back inside, I had a strange urge to make myself a cup of Nescafe on a gas-ring.
0400 RAIN 8
cont till c.1300
1600 RAIN
1800 <8
cont till c.1300
1600 RAIN
1800 <8
Tuesday, October 20, 2020
Monday, October 19, 2020
Sunday, October 18, 2020
Early brightness quickly turned to 'yellow sky in the morning', I but had my doubts about whether it was the kind that means rain - it was too Hubble palette blue-and-gold. Second-coated the windowsills in the afternoon. A dry, grey, cold afternoon. Realised it'll be darker next week when the clocks go
back.
About 4pm was doing the weekly analysis while watching an excellent ep of Public Eye, one where he comes out of prison and wanders round Brighton. Was conscious of an unusual feeling of well-being, a bit like John Dyson thinking of the
butter in the refrigerator, or Adrian Mole with his toast and dripping and concentration camp play.
0800 ~4 Bright
->->8 S
->->8 S
Saturday, October 17, 2020
Friday, October 16, 2020
Thursday, October 15, 2020
Wednesday, October 14, 2020
Tuesday, October 13, 2020
The corona news has been getting steadily worse this last week or so. I'm starting to feel oppressed by it the way I was
months ago. The problem is that a critical mass of people have started not taking it seriously. This is one benefit of
spending so many years consuming SF/F: when it all started in March I knew exactly what one was supposed to do during a
plague.
Looking out of the bathroom window in the afternoon and seeing the low, wet grey clouds, and the trees losing their leaves, I was quite shocked that it wasn't still summer. There was something eternal about summer 2020.
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1200 FINE RAIN long spells
2030 cont
1200 FINE RAIN long spells
2030 cont
Monday, October 12, 2020
Sunday, October 11, 2020
Saturday, October 10, 2020
Friday, October 09, 2020
Marvellous bit in Irish Times today about how Johnson/Cummings' strategy was 'like trying to play chess with the
sea.'
Found fine Keynes quote in that Kynaston history of the City, about how the US forced Britain to make sterling
convertible after the war, about England being 'sticky with self-pity' and failing to accept that its place in the world
was no longer what it had been.
1300 5/5 Cu/Ci Sun
1830 0
1830 0
Thursday, October 08, 2020
Wednesday, October 07, 2020
Tuesday, October 06, 2020
Monday, October 05, 2020
Sunday, October 04, 2020
Another wet day. Evil Donald Trump is still in hospital. I don't hope he dies, because that's the sort of thing his people would do.
Also, him dying and him not dying could both work out well, or badly, for us. And finally, I don't really care if he's
alive or dead, he's just a cunt.
8 S
LONG SPELLS OF RAIN
LONG SPELLS OF RAIN
Saturday, October 03, 2020
Friday, October 02, 2020
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