Monday, November 9th
Big news today – Pfizer and BioNTech have got a virus which preliminary analysis shows is 90% effective in preventing infection. It’s early days, but it’s certainly sounding hopeful.
Unfortunately, in a press conference tonight, in which Boris and Chief Medical Officer Jonathan Van-Tam went on about bugle toots, arrows in quivers and penalty shoot-outs, Boris went on about the evil “Tier” approach, so it looks like we’re going to be stuck with these vile travel restrictions for some time yet. So sick of it. Wales isn’t doing this any more. Why are England and Scotland?
A relation of mine has contracted the virus whilst in hospital. This seems to be happening with a lot of people. I understand that the virus is incredibly infectious, but surely, after all these months, hospitals should have better procedures in place.
And it looks as if we may lose a place in the Nations League finals due to the Danish mutant mink virus! England are due to play Iceland. A few days earlier, Iceland are due to play Denmark, in Denmark. No-one is allowed to enter the UK that soon after being in Denmark. UEFA say that the match in Denmark can go ahead. Mink 1 – 0 England. There are also issues over Danish players based in England, and also Swedish players based in England, as Denmark are also due to play Sweden. And Liverpool are due to play Midtjylland away in December, but then any non-UK players wouldn’t be able to come back, and any British players would have to quarantine for 14 days!
Still stressed about the kitchen ceiling.
On a happier note, a) the park wasn’t busy today and b) Dunham lights has been extended into January and they’ve rebooked people who were booked for the lockdown period.
Tuesday, November 10th
GCSEs and A-levels in Wales have been cancelled for next year. I wonder if England and Northern Ireland will follow suit. I would have been completely hysterical if my exams had been cancelled, and am so sorry for the kids concerned, but, as the Welsh authorities have said, and Andy Burnham’s said, going ahead with exams is very unfair on kids who’ve had to miss time in school due to self-isolating.
Mass testing is to be carried out in more areas, although Greater Manchester hasn’t been mentioned. And it looks as if the idea is to the roll out the vaccine ASAP.
I went to Tesco first thing, and then walked to the park just after 1 o’clock. There was loads of traffic around. OK, first thing, it was probably mostly people going to work or returning from collecting kids from school, but what were all those “essential journeys” at 1 o’clock? I feel less guilty about going to Dunham Massey now. Also, whilst there’ve been reports about supermarkets cordoning off “non-essential” stuff, ours hadn’t. Cordoning stuff off is stupid. It doesn’t protect small shops, because people just buy stuff from Amazon.
Matt Hancock has been drivelling on about how great it’ll be to get out of lockdown and back into the tiered system. Yes, because that’s so great for everyone in Tier 3. Talk about “I’m all right, Jack”!!
Armistice Day, Wednesday, November 11th
A grim milestone today – over 50,000 people in the UK have now died “with coronavirus”. That’s the official figure, anyway. We’ll never know the real one. How many people died in the early days without being tested? How many of the 50,000 people had serious health conditions and would sadly not have survived this year anyway? But it’s pretty grim. 595 deaths today – and 53 of those were in Greater Manchester. Why, oh why, are we being hit so badly? One of those Stating the Bleeding Obvious official reports has come out today, saying that Northern England’s been particularly badly hit. Yes. We know that. Rates are falling here, though – although, annoyingly, not by very much in our borough.
Northern Ireland’s supposed to be coming out of lockdown after tomorrow, but no-one knows if it is or not because the politicians still haven’t decided. FFS.
Students are to be allowed home for Christmas – but will be given timeslots in which to leave.
And I am on holiday. My nasty employers only give us the legal minimum number of days’ holiday, and make us take some of that on days not of our choosing, so holiday days are sacred and I tie myself in knots planning them. So, so many times I’ve had to miss things I wanted to do as a result. But, this year, I’ve got a week (3 days in Nov, 2 in Dec which I was saving for a Christmas market trip abroad – hah!!) with nothing to do, which is crazy. I was supposed to be having 2 weeks in Japan in October. That got cancelled. But November trips were still on, so I was going to go to France. That got cancelled. Then I thought I’d go to Wales. Until the local lockdowns in Wales came in. Forget Wales. Shropshire, then. I’d made a list of places to visit there. Then the Tier 3 crap came in. So I thought I could go for a spa day, and go to some of the local attractions like the East Lancs Railway. No. Can’t even do that. And they won’t let us carry our holidays forward.
Er, so I went to Dunham Massey. Which is a non-essential journey. Across town. And I felt a bit guilty – but there were loads of people there, all in cars. And I didn’t go near anyone else, and I was outside. And it was nice. Although, FFS, they are now letting dogs in the garden. Bloody hellfire! There are horrible dogs everywhere. One couple were letting their odious dog bark so loudly that you could hear it across the entire Dunham Massey estate. People were giving this couple funny looks, and some people even remarked about it, but they clearly didn’t give a shit that they were disturbing everyone else. I’ve actually e-mailed to complain about dogs being allowed in the gardens. I don’t normally do things like that, but enough’s enough. NT gardens are amongst the few outdoor places which aren’t plagued with dogs.
Er, apart from the dog thing, it was very nice.
I was there at 11 o’clock – quite appropriate, as the house was a military hospital during the First World War – and most people did stop and observe the two minutes’ silence, which was nice.
Then I went to see the Christmas display at the garden centre. Which was breaking Tier 3 bounds, as it’s a few hundred yards outside Greater Manchester. Judging from the accents of other people, most of them were breaking Tier 3 bounds. I’d stupidly thought it’d be quiet on a weekday, but I had to queue to get in, which was annoying. Shops are going to go under if this carries on: people haven’t got time to keep waiting in queues, and what if it’d been pouring down? The fact that there was a long queue says a lot: no-one “has” to go to a garden centre. But it’s better that people go there, where visitor numbers are restricted and you can’t sit around, than go to each other’s houses.
I seem to be writing an essay every day. And this is nearly 8 months in!
Thursday, November 12th
Business Secretary Alok Sharma, “leading” a Downing Street press briefing this evening, was asked by a lady from Sheffield if everywhere’d be going back into its pre-lockdown tier on December 2nd, or whether the tiering’d be reassessed. He completely sidestepped the question and just said, twice, that national restrictions’d be ending on December 2nd. So annoying. And rude.
Meanwhile, Northern Ireland’s government thought that the lockdown there ended tonight, but it actually ends tomorrow night, because they got confused by their own definition of “midnight on Friday”. Seriously. And then, just as places were getting ready to reopen, they said that they were extending it for another week.
The number of new infections, which has remained at 20,000-23,000-ish for days, has somehow jumped from 22,950 yesterday to 33,470 today. How the hell has that happened? How can there be an increase of nearly 50% one day, when it’d been stable for the last week or so?
Holiday day 2 today, and back to Hollingworth Lake. The Olive and Pickle had scones today, hooray! Nice sunny day, too.
I then went to Healey Dell, a nature reserve not far from there. It was absolutely beautiful, with waterfalls and all the autumnal colours, but there were very few people around and I felt a bit nervous, so I didn’t walk far.
Also, there were loads of signs up saying that the tea room was open from Thursdays to Sundays, but, when I got there, ready for another cuppa, there was a sign saying that it was only open on Saturday and Sunday this week! After that, I decided to book Styal for tomorrow. I’m not sure whether or not I’m meant to cross into Cheshire East, but I’m getting a bit past caring: I’m only going for a walk. If the tier thing does apply this month, I crossed from one Tier 3 area to another today, because I genuinely hadn’t realised that Healey Dell, despite having a Rochdale address and being listed on Visit Rochdale, Trip Advisor and even Rochdale Council’s own website as being in Rochdale, is a few hundred years into the borough of Rossendale. Well, part of it is, anyway. Whereas Middleton, which is in Manchester, comes under the borough of Rochdale. And we, also in Manchester, come under the borough of Bury. And Failsworth, also in Manchester, comes under the borough of Oldham. And we’re all Lancastrians anyway!! Er, anyway, I’m going to Styal tomorrow.
The powers that be have agreed that the Icelandic football squad are to be granted exemption from the Danish travel ban, so the Nations League match can go ahead. There’d been some talk of playing it in Albania! But it can now be played at Wembley.
Friday, November 13th
I was going to get ten billion things done during these three days off. How many of them have I got done? Hmm. I’ve done two shoeboxes for the Manchester Christmas Shoebox Appeal, though. They’ve got to be in early this year, so that they can be quarantined for a fortnight.
Some people have put their Christmas trees up already, and supermarket websites are struggling to cope with advance bookings for Christmas week deliveries.
Lovely weather today, after heavy rain from about 5am to 7am. The autumnal colours at Styal were absolutely beautiful. I had a really nice time there.
I’m doing so much walking at the moment, but my weight is still a complete disaster 😦 .
Today’s figures, whilst still grim, are much better than yesterday’s – 27,301 cases, and 376 deaths. The highest rate of positive tests by age groups is amongst secondary school kids. Hmm.
And rates in the north west are definitely falling, touch wood, and the R rate could be below 1 here.
Saturday, November 14th
Hooray, week-on-week infection rates in Greater Manchester are down by 18%! Although our borough annoyingly now has the 3rd highest rate of the 10. But rates are down in every borough. Unfortunately, rates nationwide are still rising, and another 462 deaths were recorded today. And it’s worse across much of Europe. Italy had over 40,000 new cases yesterday, and France had over 80,000 one day, both with lower populations than us. Austria, with a population less than 1/7 of ours, had over 9,500 cases yesterday, and is going back into lockdown. And the rates in America are awful.
Rishi Sunak lit oil lamps on the steps of 11 Downing Street today, to mark the start of Diwali. It’s lovely that we’re now at a point where it’s totally cool for the Chancellor of the Exchequer to be a practising Hindu, but sad that here’s yet another festival which people will be unable to spend with family and friends. Plenty of fireworks have been going off nearby, though!
There was an anti-lockdown protest in Bristol today, but only a few hundred people went. Most people do accept that something needed doing, but we’re all so fed up, and there’s a lot of resentment over the fact that bookshops, toy shops, clothes shops etc have had to close when you can buy books, toys and clothes readily in supermarkets and garden centres.
The media are making a huge big deal over the fact that Dominic Cummings and Lee Cain have been given the heave-ho. We’re getting a load of melodramatic stuff about “power struggles” and “right hand men” and “factions”. They’re making it sound as if Henry VIII’s about to execute Thomas Cromwell or there’s been a rerun of the Bedchamber Crisis. Advisors do come and go. I just hope that Dominic from Durham and Lee from Ormskirk are not replaced by Home Counties public schoolboys.
I found a 3 mile walk through Worsley, only 10 minutes away, on Google, so I did that today. It was dry at that point: it rained later. After the Healey Dell thing, I decided to save this for a weekend, when there’d be more people about. Part of it was along the historic Bridgewater Canal and through woodland, which was very pretty, but then it brought you back through a housing estate! Oh well, it was somewhere different to walk. I must sound as if I go out all the time, but I really don’t – I just don’t write about all the time I spend doing housework, which is more than usual at the moment as I’m doing my annual year end house clearout (which largely consists of taking things out of drawers/cupboards, cleaning the drawers/cupboards, then putting things back in, even though I never use half of them).
Sunday, November 15th
Haven’t been far today, just to the park, but I’ve made progress with the Year End House Clearout, and sorted out some photos whilst watching the tennis. Rafa’s first match of the World Tour Finals is later this evening. Fingers crossed!
One of the inventors of the Pfizer/BioNTech vaccine’s said that hopefully things will be back to normal by next winter. Next winter?! OK, OK, I’m sure we all know it won’t be a magic bullet, and there are already plans for next summer’s big sporting events to take place behind closed doors, but … just hearing it said out loud was scary. Another YEAR of this. “Non-essential” shops have already been shut for 15 weeks this year and, even when they were open, weren’t doing anything like as much business as normal. The travel and tourism industries are in a mess, as is the live music industry, as are theatres. Another year of weddings etc being cancelled? Of not being able to go to football matches? And I cannot take much more of these evil travel restrictions imposed on Greater Manchester and other areas. And, most of all, FFS, we need to see our families and friends. Yes, I know that my grandparents’ generation lived through six years of war. But … bleurgh.
If we could just get back to where we were in July, I’d take that for now.
The Evening News has printed charts showing the rates of infection in each of the 10 boroughs since the start of August. In every one, it started rising at the end of August, and sky-rocketing at the start of September. Easy for people to blame “Eat out to help out” but, as rates have sky-rocketed right across Europe, it can’t be that. So was it schools going back? But it seems to have started before schools went back. Or just people moving around over the summer? It’s done now, but we could do with knowing. Or was it just the way pandemics go? There are always second waves.
But they do end. Don’t they?
And, after all the fuss over the Danish mink, the Iceland match is now irrelevant, because we lost to Belgium and now cannot qualify for the Nations League finals. Bleurgh.