The lockdown, our third, now firmly in place. Even Sophie finds it quiet. The cars have largely gone but half a dozen tractors pass along the lane during the course of the day. She rushes to the gate to greet each one. She also rediscovers the joys of rolling in the freshly cut grass along the ox track. This is a trick that can be repeated again and again ... and again.
Having had our first Pfizer jab we receive a text calling us in for our second dose on May 4th. It seems that the government has recognized that its priority is vaccinating folk no matter what it takes. It also seems to have recognized that the over 60 age group is large and turns out en masse to vote. The Presidential elections are just over a year away.
Even more amazingly Angus gets an e-mail inviting him in to renew his residency permit. Brexit means that new 'alien' documents have to be issued, This requires a trip to the departmental capital to have finger prints taken and documentation checked - again. The thought of having to spend a morning in a low ceilinged , poorly ventilated office is unenticing but is now , thanks to the vaccine, a manageable danger. The first appointment available is in May so there is plenty of time.
What an interesting house :https://twitter.com/HiraethResists/status/1378471598550777860