Monday, July 5th
Boris has said that we’ve got to open up some time, and that now, with schools about to break up for the summer and before the winter increase in other illnesses, is probably the best time to do it. Fair point. From July 19th, social distancing goes, WFH goes (boo, hiss), nightclubs etc can reopen and all limits on how many people can meet up or how many people can attend sports events, music events or anything else go. S0, hooray, football is back on, and my cousin’s wedding should be able to go ahead as planned.
But the three things which most concern the majority of people stay. No change, yet, regarding overseas travel – they may remove the need for fully vaccinated people to quarantine after returning from amber list countries, but nothing’s definite yet, and the bloody tests stay. This godforsaken test, trace and isolate system – currently causing the Duchess of Cambridge to self-isolate – stays. And the school bubble system stays, although surely, surely, they’ll have to do away with that before the new academic year.
Compulsory mask-wearing goes, to be replaced by “guidance”. There are quite a lot of concerns about this. Shop staff are worried, and a lot of people, especially those in vulnerable groups, are anxious about using public transport if people aren’t wearing masks. It’s all very well saying that you should try to avoid travelling at busy times, but, if you need to get to work or to a place of education, you haven’t got much choice.
Scotland and North East England have overtaken North West England at the top of the infection rate charts. Not that I wish high infection rates on anyone, and I wish to goodness that the rates would come down everywhere, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I was thinking “At least it’s not us for a change”. Some random hotspots too – Oxford, Tamworth and N E Lincolnshire.
And the NHS, on its 73rd anniversary, has been awarded the George Cross by the Queen.
In other news, it has rained a lot today. And Emma Raducanu had to retire from her match with breathing problems, which was a huge shame – not got tour level fitness levels yet, but that’s something that she can work on.
Tuesday, July 6th
But, finally, some common sense. From 16th August, self-isolation for fully-vaccinated adults will end, except for people who have actually tested positive themselves. And, for the new academic year, this ridiculous “bubble” system at schools, which has seen 640,000 kids sent home in the last week, will end: under 18s will not have to self-isolate unless they themselves have tested positive.
There’s been a mixed reaction to yesterday’s announcements. I’m trying not to get involved in arguments, because I think there’s a lot of “I’m all right, Jack”-ism going on. It’s all very well to say that restrictions should continue indefinitely if you are in a secure public sector job, working from home on full pay, or retired, but what about a self-employed person whose business cannot operate properly until social distancing ends? And it’s all very well to say that masks shouldn’t be worn on public transport if you’re young and in perfect health, but less so for someone who’s clinically vulnerable.
The changes only apply to England. I hope Sturgeon isn’t going to get stroppy over travel again. Speaking of travel, Merkel has agreed to change the rules on arrival into Germany from the UK and Portugal: fully vaccinated people will no longer need to quarantine.
Sajid Javid’s said that we could be seeing 100,000 cases a day by some point in August. Marks for honesty, but I didn’t really want to hear that!
Whilst we’re being told that vaccine passports won’t be needed domestically, things are certainly moving in a direction in which people are split between the vaccinated and the unvaccinated. I’m very sorry for the small number of people who can’t be vaccinated for genuine medical reasons, and hope that some arrangements can be made for them.
And Medvedev lost. Is everyone trying to get out of Nole’s way?!
Wednesday, July 7th
It’s stopped raining. I’m hoping that this is a good omen. Trying to find a good time to have a bath before the match, but there’s too much going on! Denis has won. Nole has won. Matteo is a set up on Felix. Roger is a set down.
Italy beat Spain on penalties last night – such a shame for what was a really good match to end that way. Please, please not penalties tonight. Come on England!!
Meanwhile, there’s a lot of moaning going on. Most of it’s political points-scoring – the same people who are moaning that restrictions shouldn’t be eased at all are moaning that the self-isolation system should be changed now rather than in August. If we do see 100,000 cases a day (and we’re now recording over 30,000 a day, the highest number since January), that could mean an awful lot of people self-isolating. Travel changes look set to be announced tomorrow, but I’m quite looking forward to this trip to Scotland now – if it happens. Sturgeon has lifted the ban on people from Blackburn now, incidentally!
Come on England!!
Later – WE WON!! WE’RE IN THE FINAL!!! We went behind, but equalised. It went to extra time, and I was thinking, please, please, not penalties. Then we got a penalty … but Kasper Schmeichel (such a chip off the old block!) saved it, but Harry Kane scored from the rebound. I have never known time pass as slowly as it did from then until the final whistle, but the whistle went, and we’re in the final!! OMG!!
Matteo beat Felix. And Hurkacz beat Roger in straight sets, bagelling him in the final set, which was a bit awful to watch.
Thursday, July 8th
I might actually get to bed at a reasonable time tonight, with no football and no late night finishes at Wimbledon!
It’s been confirmed that, from July 19th, fully vaccinated people (although only those vaccinated by the NHS, so this won’t apply to anyone living abroad and wanting to visit the UK, even British citizens) and under 18s won’t need to quarantine on returning from an amber list country. I felt like I needed to rush off and book myself a trip abroad … but a) the PCR tests will still be needed, b) there may be chaos at airports and c) as I’ve already found out, an awful lot of flights aren’t operating, unless you want to go to a seaside resort. So, for now, I’m sticking to my trip to Scotland, if it goes.
Japan’s said that no spectators will be allowed at the Olympics.
And the Queen’s been in Manchester today! She’s been to the Coronation Street set 🙂 , and to meet representatives of community groups at the cathedral. Wonderful to see her looking so well.
And the ladies’ final’ll be Ash Barty v Karolina Pliskova.
Friday, July 9th
The final’ll be Djokovic v Berrettini. Come on Matteo! Denis ran Nole so close, but he just couldn’t get over the line in either of the first two sets, and he wasn’t coming back from two sets to love down.
Sad to see the Olympic flame arriving in Tokyo with nowhere there to see it. I remember going to see the torch relay going past Heaton Park in 2012. Loads of people were there, and everyone was cheering, and it was such a lovely atmosphere. That was repeated all over the country, and it’s so sad that it’s not happening this time.
A trade union representing airport staff’s moaning that there’ll be long queues if more people are travelling and everyone’s vaccination certificates and test results have to be checked. Before the new rules were announced, they were moaning that a load of jobs would be lost unless more people could travel. If the authorities said that results and certificates didn’t have to be checked, they’d be moaning that the country was being put at risk.
Malta’s banned all visitors unless fully vaccinated. Tunisia says that its healthcare system’s on the verge of collapse. Indonesia’s having problems. Is there no end to this? Cases are on the up and up across the UK, 99% of them now the Delta variant.
Two days till The Final of the Euros!
Saturday, July 10th
Tomorrow night’s the night! Is it coming home, or will it end in tears? Please, please, don’t let it end on penalties! Whatever happens, it’s been a wonderful tournament and a real morale booster. Thank you so much to Gareth Southgate and the lads; and I’m sure that Italians feel the same about “Bobby Manc” and their lads.
Ash Barty is the Wimbledon ladies’ singles champion! It looked as if she was going to run away with it, but Karolina Pliskova came back, and it ended up being a really good three set match.
I really miss Rafa.
It wasn’t supposed to rain until 11am, so I went to Hollingworth Lake at half 9. And it rained. It’s dry now.
And, in Covid news, it looks like we might need vaccination passports to go to entertainment venues, come the autumn. I really don’t like this idea of having to show papers: it smacks of totalitarian regimes. But I think we’ll have to accept that these are exceptional times, and that it’s like people having to carry ID cards during the Second World War.
Sunday, July 11th, before the final
This is weird. This could be a day which we remember for the rest of our lives, and which people talk about for decades to come. Or it could all end in tears. 2 hours to kick off.
Please, please, not penalties.
Matteo won the first set of the Wimbledon final, but Nole came back to take it in four. The BBC cameras bizarrely switched away from him during his speech to show a randon shot of the 1988/90 champion, which made me feel better! Grand Slam? Golden Slam? Oh, I do miss Rafa!
I went to Dunham Massey this morning. The giant lilies, which only flower for 10 days a year, which is usually during Wimbledon, were out. And the house was flying the flag.
OK, just because I’m not fat enough – I weighed the same yesterday as I did on the first Saturday in January 😦 – I now need to go and make more strawberry and cream meringues. Well, they were lucky for the semis.
Come on England!!
Sunday, July 11th, after the final
Oh no. And so it all ends in tears, again. The ultimate nightmare was losing on penalties. And, TBH, the ultimate, ultimate nightmare was for a United player to miss. “It was nearly complete, it was nearly so sweet.” In just the second minute, Luke Shaw put us ahead. We led for over an hour. But Bonetti equalised – deservedly so, it has to be said. It went to extra time. It went to penalties. We led 2-1 after the first four penalties: Pickford saved their 2nd. But then Marcus Rashford missed. And Jadon Sancho’s was saved. Match point Italy. But Pickford saved their 5th. Would it go to sudden death? No. Bukayo Saka – poor young kid, why was he sent into the lions’ den rather than someone more experienced? – had his penalty saved. And it was all over. Congratulations to “Bobby Manc” and his players, congratulations to our Italian friends who’ve been fighting this horrible virus for longer than anyone else in Europe and need a pick-me-up as much as we do, but … oh, it hurts. To lose on bloody penalties, again. We’re so proud of our players and of Gareth Southgate, but I feel absolutely crushed. 55 years of hurt. This really hurts.