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Continue reading →: Pandemic diary 68: Three highs and a warning
After revealing my lockdown pot belly the other day, today started with a walk BEFORE breakfast. I read recently that if you do some activity before eating then you really, really look forward to breakfast. And since I really, really look forward to breakfast already, I wondered how many ‘reallys’…
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Continue reading →: Pandemic diary 67: The Artefact Quiz – pandemic edition
Aka a sort of triumph of technology over lockdown isolation. Here’s what went down in our beloved Artefact café’s end-of-the-month quiz with “eternal Quizmaster and all round bodacious babe, Sebastiaan Ros”. There were 29 teams – which is about 23 more than usual, tuning in from around Birmingham and beyond.…
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Continue reading →: Pandemic diary 66: Was this all a dream?
The lockdown continues to ease. From Monday, in England, groups of up to six people from different households will be able to meet outside. So that’s pretty much all my local family. I’m sure a picnic will soon be arranged. Tonight I jumped the gun and met with my elderly…
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Continue reading →: Pandemic diary 65: Lockdown weight gain
Trigger warning: this is partly about body size and shape. This isn’t about weight gain/loss so much as how lockdown has changed my eating habits and fitness routine, and up-ended efforts to improve my health. The Zoe Covid reporting app has documented lockdown weight gain as a trend here. The last time…
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Continue reading →: Pandemic diary 64: Football, fuckwittery and Larndon fings (guest post)
Once again, after a long work day and a modern affliction of scriveners’ palsy of the mouse hand, I am thankful for a guest post submission. I have poured myself a painkilling restorative of gifted prosecco – more on which below – as is the scribe’s way, and now sit down…
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Continue reading →: Pandemic diary 63: ‘A surreal sense of our shared somnambulant living’
GDPR when it came this day in May two years offered a fantastic declutter. I slowly unclogged my email and moved everything over to take-or-leave RSS feeds on Feedly. I kept only about five excellent email subscriptions. One is Roden from Craig Mod who lives and walks in Japan and…
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Continue reading →: Pandemic diary 62: The rhubarb run
Today I delivered food to four local households. I say food. It was rhubarb. Enjoy your sour and stringy crumbles, friends. Smother it with custard then kill it with fire. Thanks It was nice to say doorstop hellos to various rhubarb-lovers. It was also quite special to meet up with…
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Continue reading →: Pandemic diary 61: Saturday compilation
It’s a Saturday night and there’s nothing much exciting to tell. Just maybe know… …that I’ve finished Mad Men and revisited The Marvellous Mrs Maisel. So I’m now going backwards in time. …that I found a tiny oak sapling on my allotment and have brought it home and put it…
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Continue reading →: Pandemic diary 60: Surfing meditation gets bitchin’ real
So the other day I talked all about how lovely surfing meditations were for escaping lockdown life, but that I couldn’t actually catch a wave during the visualisation. Well, dear reader, the windmills of my mind have been turning on this blustery spring day and I figured that perhaps my…
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Continue reading →: Pandemic diary 59: ‘Universe vs Me’ (guest post)
My lovely sister Chris has submitted a guest ‘Pants-Demic’ diary post – she has been doing maths battle with the cosmic accountant again while using the music of Rodgers and Hammerstein as a teaching weapon. So happy the ‘Mary Poppins of Maths’ has logged one of her typical lockdown days.…