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Science or logic?

The news this week has featured the G7 in Cornwall, although all the shots show nine, and they are nearly outnumbered by the royal family.  There they all are standing within 6 inches of each other, chatting and laughing, and then you see their ridiculous elbow bumps, instead of shaking hands.  Add to that the photo shoot where they sit 2 metres  apart.  What's the point?  That is not following science, that is defying logic.  While on  the subject of logic, why, in France, are we made to walk about outside with masks, which are hot, uncomfortable and in 30 degree heat, downright stupid.  It is time to ditch the masks outside.

Numbers of covid cases have dropped dramatically in France, so much so that the numbers are below those in the UK, so why do we still have  to quarantine for 10 days in the UK?  While I am on this rant I am losing patience with people who are just too lazy to go and get vaccinated.  They want the freedom with none of the responsibility.  The excuse of waiting for assurance that the vaccines are safe is wearing thin.  Step up to the plate and go to it.

Even though my sisters are in their seventies I am still trying to persuade them  to get mobile phones.  'With wi-fi', I said, ' you can speak using WhatsApp and see your children and grandchildren when  you talk to them.'  One sister said 'oh, I think I have wi-fi but I can't remember why.'  I give up.







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