Isolation

I don’t feel too bad - like I have a heavy cold. Strangely, even after having two positive lateral flow tests - booking a PCR is tricky. When I filled the online form in honestly - none of the three main symptoms, no known contact with a positive case etc it told me I was not eligible for a PCR test. (Reminds me of a GP I once asked for muscle relaxants after my back went into spasm with a herniated disc. He peereddisapprovingly over his glasses and told me “We don’t give them out like sweeties, my dear”. Took me 6 months of physio and massage to solve that problem). Anyway in the end I had to lie and say I had a cough to book the PCR.

I got the results this afternoon - Positive. In a way having symptoms makes my mandatory isolation shorter. 6 more days locked in my bedroom.

On a happier note, none of my contacts including those who live here have tested positive.

Now I get to listen to the noisy builders next door and watch a logistical puzzle of loading and unloading two full and two empty skips. It’s a complicated process: unload empty skips, pick up full skip and put in centre of road, pick up one empty skip and put in drive where full skip was. Repeat at house next door. Finally load two full skips from centre of road on top of each other, clear up stuff that spilled out. Have loud phone call on speaker with wife who is cross with you about something and probably has no idea people in about 8 houses can hear every word she says. Then job done and off the skips go.

Yes. Being locked in your bedroom does shrink your world!