Well its lockdown number 3 in England and the virus does not seem to be going away. We're heading for a year of all this soon. I imagine I might have even mentioned it in January on the blog last year. I remember watching it unfold in China and then Italy with horror back then.
I've just done a morning shift looking after keyworkers' schoolchildren and I'm back home now. Just time for a cuppa and some dinner before a virtual staff meeting, the new way of communicating at work.
It also gives me chance to read a chapter of my current novel, which is so topical its untrue. Lockdown by Peter May, which I picked up second hand last April, but never read it.
I must say I'm enjoying it tremendously. Without giving anything away it concerns the discovery of a small skeleton in London during a worldwide Bird Flu pandemic. Peter May wrote it years ago but it was rejected back then as an unfeasible scenario. No, there's no such thing as a global pandemic!
As Julia Roberts said. Big mistake, BIG mistake!
If you like crime thrillers and damaged detectives then this is for you as long as you can cope with the familiarity of some of the lockdown stuff that May predicted so well!
What are you reading readers?
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