We both off work on Monday, in lieu of the not happening
Langdale 10k. L bravely heads into Nottingham to do some Christmas shopping.
She goes late and says the city is quiet.
I finally get my Covid Antibody test result from late
October. It’s negative although I’ve since had plenty of time to develop new antibodies.
The Lad is not popular after munching his way through half
an onion. I’ve no idea how he got hold of that but you don’t currently want him
breathing on you.
On Tuesday, after even more than the usual amount of
dithering, the Government finally instructs London to join us in Tier 3. Gradually
throughout the week even more of the country joins us in the highest Tier but bizarrely
Herefordshire are moved down from Tier 2 to Tier 1.
I go to dog training which is our last of the year but with everyone
expecting the Government’s ‘Five Days of Christmas’ to deliver us into another
lockdown we expect it might be our last for some time.
Wednesday sees L grabbing a swim while she still can. Bizarrely
she protests it didn't rain on her in the outside pool. Her day improves though
as she rescues an errant spaniel wearing a bow-tie on the way home. These
things are obviously big highlights in these Tier 3 times.
I miss the evening’s ‘big’ online treat as Derby’s game is
moved forward from 7:45 to 5:30 but no one tells me. They win 2-0 over Swansea.
On Thursday, we head to the Christmas At Wollaton Light Show.
After the furore caused by Nottingham’s Christmas Market we fully expected the
council to pull out all the stops on this one. So we anticipated a hugely
social distanced event with them perhaps letting in only about twenty or thirty
people at a time. How wrong we were.
We walked around to the main entrance of Wollaton Park to find
that every car park was full and people were even parked all over the grass
field with a steady stream of people walking up to the hall. It was the sort of
thing you’d expect when you’re heading to a football match but of course crowds
at those have been banned since March.
We put our masks on, meet Daughter and her plus one, and then
join the long queue for entry where the signs stated that you should observe
two metre distancing at all times but that was totally impossible. About half a
metre was the best you could do.
We then queued all the way around the light show as staff rushed around clearly agitated about how busy it was but clearly powerless to do anything about it because the organisers had sold way too many tickets. As it turned out it was a very impressive light show but it was far from safe.
(Thursday 17th December)