Early hope

Soon after breakfast, Mr A and I had a wander around the parades, taking us to Milk for a coffee (and a bun/scone). I was feeling relatively optimistic at that point. All of that has dissipated, as the world has increasingly gone to pot.

It looks as if we will be here for the duration, and to be honest if we are to end up being infected by this bugger of a virus, it's better that we're here than anywhere else. To say I'm disappointed is, however, an understatement.