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April Fool

 Had Macron spoken a few hours later we could  all  have dismissed his speech as an April fool's joke but unfortunately it wasn't and we are back in lockdown, although with the curfew and cafes closed etc it has never felt as though we left lockdown.  Will outside tennis stop?  I hope not but I am waiting to hear.

This morning the cuckoo appeared dead on cue.  Is it really a year since we were first locked up?

I phoned one of my sisters this morning.  We were six but my eldest brother died, followed by my eldest sister.  The sister I spoke to is next in age and the conversation went like this.  'I hope we are not dying in order of age,' she said, 'because that would make me next.'  'So would you prefer that one of us goes first?' I asked, meaning another sister, a brother and myself, all younger. 'Well you have already had cancer so by rights it should be you next,' she replied.  Thanks, I'll see what I can do.

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