I'm back! It's Raoul!

Still no time for small talk. Still painting. But I think we’ve got to a happy place. Pictures back up, bookcases refilled, sofas back against the walls, and finally the PS4 and other audiovisual componentry hooked up. Not just hooked up, but repositioned. Yes, I now see an opportunity to enhance our listening experience, as there is definitely room for a sound bar, that most essential of accessories. 
What else? The radio having been played all day, I understand Herr Salmond won't be appearing to give testimony before the inquisition unless they publish his statement. Somehow it's been published in full in the Spectator and it makes a number of charges against Ms Sturgeon including breaching the ministerial code. The committee decided that wasn’t what they wanted to hear; well, some of them didn’t, as they probably had an eye on their careers. 
And then we hear of a travel ban and compulsory quarantining because of the new variants real, imagined and upcoming. That’ll be forever, but no one’s saying that yet. Apart from me. It’s like missing pubs, human company, grandchildren, arts, kids education… travel, what’s the big deal. People’s lives are at stake!