I’m running slightly behind schedule today, having done a million things before writing this blog post. And so I have only just noticed that it’s Day 567 of the South African lockdown. Cases are at an all time low (well, since Covid started, obviously; cases were much lower for all of 2018, for example, being about zero on average) and things are tentatively “ok” for the moment.
But the real question today is whether local old-person radio station Cape Talk made a big deal out of today. I wouldn’t know, because I’m not in their demographic. Far too young. But 567 is their frequency and so it’s their day and so you’d expect some sort of fanfare.
Presumably they have someone at the station who looks out for this sort of thing.
Although I suppose that you won’t be able to read this post on Facebook.
We’re up and running, but ironically, despite a billion people wondering what to do do with themselves on the internet, I’m heading for some TV: some Taskmaster, some Only Connect, and a side order of Mortimer & Whitehouse: Gone Fishing.
Mainly just cutting out a few individuals who don’t use the platform anymore (who could blame them?) and inviting a few others into my circle (careful now).
I am very aware of the dangers of turning Twitter into just one big happy echo chamber, and so I maintain a small (but oh, so vocal) followage of accounts whose views don’t agree with mine. I don’t often necessarily interact with these accounts, because they’re not going to be swayed by my sense, knowledge and rational thought, neither I by their… er… “ideas”, but I do read what they think (and yes, I do often weep and shake my head when I do so). But I do think it’s important to not feel completely comfortable with everything you read on social media, and this choice is one I’ve made to ensure that I try to keep myself at least somewhat honest.
Maybe I follow you on Twitter and you’ve just realised why. Hi.
And talking of Twitter…
Best (and most criminally underrated) tweet I’ve ever made?
If you get it, you get it. It’s never funny if you have to explain it. And they do have many health benefits, apparently. So fully deserving of the recognition.
Then chainsaws are back in our neighbourhood. This is the 6th(?) day in the last 10. Sure, one of the reasons we moved here was because of the beautiful leafy surrounds, and occasional tree surgery is to be expected as a by-product of that benefit, but this seems to have been going on for an awfully long time now and I’m growing slightly worried as to what’s going to be left once they do eventually finish…
(…and yes, also growing slightly irritated about the constant noise).
I’m prepared to fight anyone who feels that this is not the best version of this song.
Lol. The drummer looks just a young Dave Grohl.
Cape Town dam levels are currently at 101.8%. So moist. Still, please don’t waste water. It might not rain next year. You never know.
It looks like I’m going to be stuck with these effing Covid symptoms for a while yet. Weeks, Months? Who knows? My doctor certainly doesn’t, and I can’t really blame her.
I’m trying to just get on with things, but inside, I’m thoroughly pissed off at the total incompetence of the SA Government, because of whose shitty prevaricating and complete ineptitude when it came to securing vaccines, so many people have died and so many more (including me) are facing months of ongoing health problems.
On the plus side, after several (or more) tests and examinations yesterday, it seems that my heart is doing well despite the best efforts of the virus (although it’s still beating rather too fast), and thus I’m unlikely to be keeling over from any cardiac issues any time soon. I’m still awaiting a few results, but I’m not expecting anything nasty, and now at least I do have a diagnosis and something of a plan for the next while.
Tomorrow appears to be the first day of summer. Not anything official like the first day(s) of Spring, but the first nice warm day after what seems to have been an exceptionally long winter.
I’m ready. Bring it on. Note the wind speed in mph because my computer currently seems to think that I’m somewhere where I’m not. But there are advantages in being virtually overseas…
Yes, I know that for you UK people, I’m way behind the curve. But I’m here now and although I’m only a couple of episodes in, I’m really enjoying it. It’s so beautifully gentle, easy-going and fun, and yet so deeply honest. Really good stuff. 10/10 would rercommend.
Since I can’t do much of anything that requires energy at the moment, I’ve been tidying up some stuff on the computer and the internet. My Flickr page is now looking much neater and tidier, with all the images assigned to groups and albums so that they’re easier to find, enjoy and share. So go and do it! And I have high hopes that (at least some of) my photos from the Matroosberg and Klein Karoo (remember that pre-covid trip?) will be edited, uploaded and equally well categorised by the end of the day.
In other news, we had a further disaster last night as the recently repaired living room roof, beneath which is the even more recently replaced living room ceiling (literally last Friday), decided to allow another several (or more) litres of water through during the frontal rain in the late evening. Those litres missed the furniture completely, because the furniture isn’t in the living room at the moment, because now that the roof is repaired and the ceiling is replaced, the new floor is being installed.
You know: now that everything is all watertight and stuff? Mmm.
I know that this announcement gives us 2½ months notice, but with SA very much on the UK’s reddest of red lists (and with every good reason right now), I can’t quite understand why BA would be taking this step unless they know something that we don’t – or unless they’re just going to cancel it when nothing new happens, of course.
Watch this space [gestures generally at the sky above Cape Town], I guess.
I’m going to try to keep my blogging record going. My steps record died a very quick death on Tuesday, after 820 days of consistently managing 10,000 steps each day. I haven’t managed a single recorded step since then.
My current blogging record is actually somewhat longer than that 820 days so I’m doing all I can to keep it going so that Covid doesn’t ruin everything, slipping in a short one (careful now) whenever I am able.