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Happy Christmas World

So it is Christmas day and for the first time in my life I am completely alone, like millions of others I daresay, as this is an extraordinary year.  At least I have family, even though they cannot be physically here, and we will zoom and skype etc but there are many others who have no-one at all and under those circumstances why don't they put something interesting on the television?  Something funny we can laugh at, not sentimental Christmas films that either make you cry or turn the damn thing off.  Monsieur Toutee has the right idea, he is out there fixing his tractor.  If I had a tractor I would be too, although it is icy cold outside. 

I had my second cataract operation this week.  Has anyone tried to put cream in the eye without sticking it on your eyelashes?  And as for the eye bath I have become adept at washing eyes, nose, ears not to mention the amount that runs down the neck.  I assume they give you more of these things than you need to compensate for incompetents like me.

Boxing day brings new restrictions for all of us, whatever country we live in, except my grandson who lives in Australia, a part that seems to have escaped the virus mostly.  Do we all have to go out on our balconies and cheer Johnson for managing to isolate the UK completely or for saving us from the clutches of Europe?  And to all you cowardly Republicans over the pond, there is the 25th amendment.  For the sake of humanity - use it.  I can't wait for 2021 when I can read more books, walk a kilometre, as long as I have a mask and a permission slip and talk to myself.  The icing on the cake?  I turn another year older.  Merry Christmas everyone.


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