Flagging

Polly looks how I feel. 8 o'clock and excited for bed time. It's an exhausting world we live in. Work is incredibly tiring. Every little routine takes longer than pre covid. PPE. Hand washing. Credit card payments over the phone. Chatting to people who don't really speak to anyone else...replace the receiver for it to ring again. Follow the script. Of course we are here for your sick pet, but you will have to remain outside. Car park consultations were fun in the spring heatwave.
I still long to wake up from this nightmare. And now we have the whole anti racism debate. I have lived in Scotland for long enough to have witnessed racism at its ugliest. The anti English sentiment is vitriolic. Are humans just too tribal? Will it ever end?