• 2019

    Stick a needle in me…

    …I’m done! I went to Reading last Thursday afternoon, to one of the vaccine hubs, and received my first dose of the Astra Zeneca covid vaccine. It was a year to the day since I’d last been at CAB. It felt pretty huge and I had a bit of an overwhelmed, happy cry as I went into the lift in the venue. It was also so quick and easy that there felt like there should have been more to it – 15 minutes after I arrived I was back in the car park, practically at the time my appointment was booked for (I’d been early and allowed straight in). I…

  • 2021

    As I wrote in my last entry, it’s been a year since things started to end due to covid. At first glance you’d think the last year has been full of bad things. I could (and maybe should) write about the fear and the worry and the difficulties. But whilst it’s not a year I’d like to repeat there have been some good things and moments I’ve enjoyed. In many ways the best thing was it forced me to take a break from CAB and over stuff to slow down that I really needed but didn’t feel able to take. I was so stressed by that. The stress and worry…

  • 2021,  Quarantine 2020

    One Year

    For me it’s been a year since Covid changed my world. One year ago yesterday (7th March 2020) my friend Carolyn got the train to Birmingham. We had lunch in Pizza Express, sharing a bottle of wine. We wandered into a few shops. Asked for sanitiser in Body Shop but they didn’t have any. We bought books (we always buy books) and I was beginning to look for a new handbag because mine was developing a small hole. I saw one I liked but it wasn’t exactly what I wanted so I left it as it wasn’t urgent yet. A year later I’ve still got the same pink spotty Cath…