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Here we go again

 Just as you think it is safe to travel, a new covid scare is inflicted on us.  Nations rush to  close borders and tighten mask wearing rules before the scientists have had a chance to look at the data and follow the facts.  It apparently spreads easier and quicker than its predecessors but we don't know if it is anymore lethal or if it is resistant to the vaccine.  I just want to go to the UK to spend Christmas with my family, without having to spend time in quarantine.

I played tennis this morning, doubles.  The first set I played with Therese and we lost, the second with Danielle and we lost, the third set with Yvette and we lost.  That tells me something.

The sewage problem is fixed so it is safe to exit my apartment again.  It only took 4 weeks and when it was repaired we, the apartment owners, found the company and agreed a price.  Why are we paying a management company?  I agree with Franck, one of the owners, when he raised his fist in the air and declared, 'this is war!'  I am looking forward to the battle.

My neighbour offered to put new lampshades on my wall lights in the bedroom.  I didn't have electricity for 2 hours when he managed to cut it off accidentally.

I was desperate for the toilet when I arrived at the supermarket.  The toilets were locked and a notice declared that they were closed due to covid.  I didn't know toilets could catch it.


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