All Hail Hermes

The first week after the Christmas and New Year break opens with the revelation that the Government’s pandemic advisers had told them to call another lockdown way back on 22^nd December but I guess they hadn’t wanted to ruin their own Christmases, so they call one from this Monday instead. Nearly two weeks later. Not that I think it changes much as I haven’t really been doing anything for a month or so now.

L’s office subsequently decides to immediately close, so she can’t go into work but I once again have someone in the upstairs office at home to talk to.

Wollaton Park belatedly tries to limit its superspreading capabilities by closing its external food and drink traders but keeping its own open. I’m not sure how longer queues at the two remaining ones helps? But what do I know? While, to limit numbers, the overspill car park will be closed. Although as it currently resembles a lake due to flooding I’m not sure it was usable anyway.

Derby County are hit by a Covid outbreak and are forced to play their under 18s at Chorley in the FA Cup 3^rd Round. They unsurprisingly lose 2-0. Leeds United however, voluntarily opt to play a reserve side against Crawley Town and lose 3-0. I know which I thought was funnier.

America supplies a bit of drama to break up the monotony as Trump’s mob tries to seize control of the country with a riot in their Government building.

The brightest news of the week is that my beer that went AWOL before Christmas finally arrives and it is, bizarrely, Hermes to the rescue.

Hermes is the Greek god of many things. His CV says he's the god of trade, wealth, luck, fertility, animal husbandry, sleep, language, thieves, travel and he's also the patron of shepherds but he's not the god of lost parcels. So now you know. 

(Sunday 10^th January)