As I write this, in the U.K. today is Budget Day. Of course I didn’t want the Budget, being mentioned in Parliament during the last one meant this years was always going to be even worse… and last years was epically rubbish. I’m in week 113 of this nightmare with work still being at best… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 87 – Gatecrashing a strangers funeral
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Coronavirus Diary 85: Living by example.
It is surprising how often in life how often synchronicity happens. Last Saturday I set off for the East End of London to take some photos and do a little research for the new book that I am writing on every day Victorian era people who lost their lives whilst saving the lives of others.… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 85: Living by example.
Coronavirus Diary 84 – Deserted icons of London in Winter
A few days ago I took two lovely people around some of the most famous sights in London. Normally even in January there would be crowds of people everywhere but as you can see out of millions of people, we use about had the whole place to ourselves. If you’ve never thought how people are… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 84 – Deserted icons of London in Winter
Coronavirus Diary 83 – The (lack of) joy at Christmas and discombobulated thoughts
I must admit that I don’t feel 1% Christmassy and that is 1% less than last year when at least I knew everyone else was to various degrees miserable and isolated but I’m 22.5 months now into being Excluded (15 months or more of that Shielding alone). It’s hard to get concerned about people having… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 83 – The (lack of) joy at Christmas and discombobulated thoughts
Coronavirus Diary 79 – I have Covid 19 :-(
Morning everyone, I hope all is well. I’ve been quiet but not away. Some of you may have noticed that my 9 year streak of posting at least twice a week has recently been broken. This won’t be my longest post ever which I am sure will be a relief to everyone. After my close… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 79 – I have Covid 19 😦
Why has my MP and Culture Secretary Oliver Dowden left me to die?
Morning everyone! I wasn’t going to put this here though I wrote it elsewhere and had lots of feedback. I’ve had few people who I’ve never met send me emails the last week or two so I thought I would say Hi. There has been some plus points, I got a letter back from The… Continue reading Why has my MP and Culture Secretary Oliver Dowden left me to die?
Coronavirus Diary 75 – Finding a Holy and Magical Well in St Albans.
I’ve been to a few Holy Wells in my time, some ancient pagan wells and some slightly less ancient but still extremely old Christian ones. The problem with wells in cities and particularly near to London is that they are either blocked up or entirely built over. Some times is simply due to the rise… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 75 – Finding a Holy and Magical Well in St Albans.
Coronavirus Diary 73 – I got my vaccine!
Wednesday the 3rd of March was a big day for me for several reasons, I had another #1 book, The Budget was held in Parliament (more on that next time) and most eagerly awaited of all it was the day the day I was to get my Coronavirus Vaccine. As someone who spends so much… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 73 – I got my vaccine!
Oops, I did it again!
Just a short post today as I had something else planned and it wasn’t another reference to a Britney Spears song. As you may remember, my new book £xcluded Voices was released on Monday and within hours it reached number one in its Amazon section. I didn’t expect that in anyway as I know it’s… Continue reading Oops, I did it again!
Coronavirus Diary 72: Being a Good Samaritan to the living and having a hot drink with the dead.
One of the things I really miss about being Excluded and not able to work as well as Shielding alone is being able to help people. I really really miss it. I know I still help lots of people from my chair but like everything in life, things are different if you do them in… Continue reading Coronavirus Diary 72: Being a Good Samaritan to the living and having a hot drink with the dead.
Stephen Liddell 