Coronavirus Diary 6 – The state owes me thousands, why don’t they know who I am?

It’s been a long day or so.  As I rush head-first towards bankruptcy I attempted to make use of a minor law change to allow people such as myself claim just over £90 a week, in stark contrast to everyone else who can claim up to almost £3,000 a month. I waited on line for… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 6 – The state owes me thousands, why don’t they know who I am?

Coronavirus Diary 5 – You look like a man!

I hope everyone is well and not been driven totally bonkers yet.  I’ve been pretty much on lockdown for almost 2 months now although only the last week or so has been due to the Coronavirus. I am both well-settled into a routine and a little bored.  I’m not too bothered by the virus today… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 5 – You look like a man!

Coronavirus Diary 4 – From Boris with love.

I’m a bit cold today as I write this. Despite it almost being April, it’s only about 6 degrees C outside (42F) and I am a bit nippy especially as the windows have been ajar since 7am to let some fresh air in and I generally only have the house heated to about 17 degrees… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 4 – From Boris with love.

Coronavirus Diary 3 – My best friend is infected

I was going to write something a bit more cheerful today given that yesterdays was a bit heavy.  Actually I wasn’t very well yesterday and I did check the NHS symptoms page several times.  As I’ve mentioned before the symptoms of Asthma and asthma related complications are similar to the Coronavirus.  As it happened I… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 3 – My best friend is infected

Coronavirus Diary 2 – Goodbyes but no good grub

Yesterday I went out to see a friend.  My new house is a total dump.  An absolute pig-sty as we say in the U.K.  No cleaning/bathing facilities, no toilet, damp in the floors electric wires everywhere and a near 200 year collection of pipes that seem to do nothing but are there nevertheless. I decided… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 2 – Goodbyes but no good grub