The good news

The bad news is that I’ve got the most stinking runny nose ever. By bedtime at 9pm I was operating one handed as the other hand was constantly clutching a tissue to my poor old nose.

The morning started more productivity. Popped round to see R to sort out food supplies. We have everything, but not necessarily in the right house.

The afternoon was spent sorting out cards and small gifts for the neighbours. There are 5 households in our corner that arrived about the same time and have formed a little support group. We now know the names of all the occupants in each house thanks to the the Christmas cards.

This is only the second Covid test that I’ve ever done and neither of them were positive. I wanted to make sure that I wasn’t sharing any unwanted bugs.