Come dancing

A day of chores, including a new phone for me (and my first use of 5g). Having failed everywhere to find lateral flow tests, we retreated to Mrs B senior’s for tea and sandwiches and - later - a lesson for TallGirl in waltzing, some new suits for CarbBoy, and pizza.

Hilarious stories from Mrs B about the old days including the famous ‘man with the gun’ story, the journey from Montreal with her crying soon-to-be mother in law, and many more of the greatest hits. Conversation with someone who is deaf, forgetful, and can’t always remember the names of those in the room carry a black humour. But these days we take what humour we can.

Now we have decided to not risk the train tomorrow so will be driving to London in daylight hours (the headlights not being all that). Let’s hope they have more tests available down there than here.

CarbBoy is somewhat disappointed that Macron has not delayed the start of the school term, but CarbBoy’s start will be delayed anyway by quarantine.