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 Despite France having  one of the best health services in the world, their distribution of the vaccine has been pathetic.  On Tuesday my doctor said that he would be receiving supplies in the next few days and that I would get one.  Yippee I thought, but today, Thursday, the French government made the decision not to send supplies to GPs, just pharmacies, so there I go back to the bottom of the list again.

In the meantime, when I made an appointment for a mammogram, which will be in April, the clinic asked if I could please try and get vaccinated before the appointment.  I  am trying, really I am but the odds are against me.

I want to know why we are playing tennis outside in 0 degree temperatures when there is a building right next door with three indoor courts?  Surely they could open them up without much risk.  It is very frustrating.  Today it is raining so tennis is cancelled.  They,  being the government, keep saying stay fit during the pandemic and then put barriers in the way of doing exactly that.

I found some old school reports the other day.  I shone at sport, English, maths and sciences but was abysmal at art, music and apparently cookery, although I don't remember doing any.  I was iffy at languages.  For three years I managed to get good grades for Latin and French and then 2 years of rubbish grades.  One comment from the Latin teacher said 'If Susan put as much energy into her Latin studies as she does on the hockey field, she could do very well.'  The thing about Latin is it was all about armies fighting each other, pouring boiling tar over castle walls and lining up in columns.  It was useful though when I was living in Yugoslavia and had to learn Serbo-Croat to survive, as it declines, as in Latin, so it made easy sense to me, once I mastered the art of reading Cyrillic!

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