Year: 2022
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Day Forty Two of Lockdown
The days are starting to blur one into the other. Wake up, make tea, look out the window, scan the phone for community notices… yes, another antigen test today, this time with a mobile service. I put tea from an aluminium pot, a family heirloom, almost as old as I am; The volunteers continue to deliver…
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Day Forty One of Lockdown
Easter Sunday. Not everyone observes the religious aspect of this day. ‘And It’s much more difficult for young children to engage in the, “Bunny Fun” also associated with this day. For me the morning is just another blur… “Any procedural news for today?” Yes, line up for another test… Home made bread as toast, with…
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Forty Days and Forty Nights…
“’A period of Forty Days signifies the completion in the realization of an event.’ (Fr. Charles Nicholas Baz) When something, specifically an event, is practiced and remembered for 40 days, it makes it real and present in our daily lives. It becomes sealed in our works and etched in our memory…” (source: https://www.christianity.com/wiki/bible/40-days-and-40-nights-in-the-bible-importance-today.html) Is this real…
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Day Thirty Nine of Lockdown
The news is not encouraging. Yesterday’s PCR test turned up another positive test in our compound. With an incubation time of 5-7 days, this ongoing, almost fortnightly, cycle of reinfection, is starting to wear thin with some residents, and scapegoats are in the crosshairs of some. It’s an hour or more before Dawn, the floodlights…
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Day Thirty Eight of Lockdown
Today we were informed that multiple apartments had inconclusive PCR tests from yesterday. The CDC had been called in and we’ve been asked to do PCR again. Over a hundred residents committed to a petition to request that tests be done, door to door, rather than go outside to a central location. The stench of…
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Day Thirty Seven of Lockdown
When the window is open, you cannot help but feel the cold moisture in the air – there is the promise of rain. Today we have been informed that we will gather for PCR testing. Morning… I eat my last portion of lasagne for breakfast; we are called, but must wait in line until the…
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Day Thirty Six of Lockdown
It’s been a difficult day. All morning I’ve been raging against my own incompetence and lack of dexterity. Klutz does not even come close to describing my clumsy inability to do simple things. Kinetic, roaring, mindless rage. There’s perhaps Fourteen, or maybe Twenty One, more days to go: The volunteers do their thing; Process the…
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Day Thirty Five of Lockdown
I used to sleep half the day away, now I’m waking up earlier and earlier: Good Tea cannot be rushed, but at this time it must also be rationed; I was thinking of yogurt… how about that I have all that I need to make some; A simple breakfast of home made bread, cheddar cheese…
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Day Thirty Four of Lockdown
Still no news, still locked down. Today my focus was my website. For some days, My webserver capacity had been exceeded. After some scurrying around, and destroying some subdomains in the process, I found the cause was old website backups. Deleting those, I was finally able to move forward. I’ve uploaded, finally, the images for…
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Day Thirty Three of Lockdown
Sunrise against the Rotunda; Some are afraid to use the volunteers pen to sign that they received their designated RAT, Hey! Don’t you have standard protective gear? Tea – Orchid Fragrance, it’s lovely; The volunteers arrive; Two RATs today, morning and arvo… my mask is always at the ready; To play with them it’s good…