Dispatches from Plague Island (197/365)

[white_hart]

The PCR test I did as part of Oxford's surge testing for all adults was, unsurprisingly, negative, so my hayfever is indeed just hayfever, despite my paranoia.

Given the way case numbers are going, though, I'm disinclined to do anything very social any time soon. I know so many people who have been pinged to self-isolate in the last week or so (or, in the case of T's BFF who he was supposed to be having lunch with today, phoned at 7am by the person he sat next to in a work meeting yesterday), and I'm pretty sure that ten days of not being able to leave the house would be terrible for my mental health, even without getting COVID.

I suspect I probably shouldn't be spending too much time worrying about how to implement our post-COVID "new ways of working" just yet. Or getting too attached to being back in the office. (I was in for three days this week, and it was lovely. But maybe working from home will be a bit better with new glasses I can actually see with?)

I have two weeks off at the start of September. We hadn't booked anything yet, because neither of us wanted to make plans that might have to be cancelled. Given how many more people are taking UK holidays this year, this meant there was always quite a strong possibility we wouldn't be able to find anything last-minute, but it's now also looking entirely possible that we'll be back in lockdown. Oh well, I can always spend the time getting a head start on my autumn/winter wardrobe.

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[crinolinerobot]

For a few years now we'd been planning a really special trip to Seville again for our 20th wedding anniversary - it was our honeymoon destination. Instead, we've booked a week in St Ives. And now we're not even sure if we'll get that. Appalling incompetent government... I hope you're able to find somewhere to stay, and we're not locked down again.

[white_hart]

I'm sorry about your trip, and I hope you at least get to go to St Ives.