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In France the vaccine is being given to people in old people's homes, healthcare workers and over 75s - slowly.  My sister said, 'isn't it a shame you are not older then you could have it.'  As much as I would like the vaccine so I can travel again, I do not wish to be older.  I have already lost a year talking to myself.  On Sunday, in keeping with the rules, 5 of us met for lunch in a couple's house.  All five of us have been more or less totally isolated for months so we felt fairly confident that it was safe.   What a delight it was to sit around a table, talking and laughing with actual people.  That is what the world has missed most of all, socialising.

What a whimpy country the US is when they can't get rid of a President who commits insurrection.  I don't want us to go back to the guillotine but the performance going on across the pond is pathetic.  No-one seems to be running the country while the right wing rioters take over.  Now they have discovered that some police and politicians were in cahoots with the invaders of the Capitol.  Er yes that was pretty obvious to the rest of the world.

I was stopped by the gendarmes while I was riding my bike to the local shop.  I was on a country road with no cars around.  They said I had to wear a mask.  I had one in my pocket for when I reacheed the shop.  I said that I can ride my bike to the shop or I can wear a mask but I can't do both.  They laughed and sent me on my way.

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