The ‘Beast from the East’ more properly known as Storm Darcy was still very much in evidence this morning. Actually, it felt a tad less severe than yesterday and when the gusts of icy wind abated, there were hints of spring sunshine but we are having to get accustomed to sub-zero temperatures. The BBC weather app says ‘heavy snow showers and a gentle breeze’ for my postcode area but in practice there was only the slightest hint of a few flurries of snow in the wind which you would not have described as ‘gentle’. Nonetheless, we collected our newspapers and trudged up to see our friend in the park who had thoughtfully already dried the park bench for us with a towel he keeps for the purpose (and we ourselves have an tea towel reserved for park bench drying duties in our rucksack) We chatted for a little while mainly about the rugby (about which our friend is much more knowledgeable than are we – but then he used to play rugby in his younger days) Eventually, the cold got the better of both of us so we bid each other adieu and headed homewards for a cup of warming soup. Lunch consisted of chicken breasts which were seared and then add to the remains of the tomatoes/peppers/onions/sauce mixture left over from yesterday. This was delicious, particularly when complemented by baked potato and some freshly prepared greens.

This afternoon, after a good newspaper read, I promised myself that I would go through a pile of newspapers and other mailed items that I had promised myself I would read and then sort out. I notice that at this time of year, the newspapers seem to be full of supplements along the themes of keep fit/coping with the pandemic/ensuring your mental health (which are really inter-connected themes when you think about it) So eventually stuff either got thrown away or filed or put into the ‘books I got for Christmas which I haven’t had time to read yet’  pile.

There is quite a degree of concern that the South African variant of COVID-19 has popped up in various places throughout the UK including an area in North Worcester which is just about 15 miles south of here in Bromsgrove. The variant of the virus has differently shipped ‘spikes’ enabling it to lock onto human cells more easily and this makes it more infectious (although the severity of the disease does not appear to differ) The AstraZeneca vaccine seems to have limited power to vaccinate against this variant- the figures quote as ‘22% effective’ but I am not sure what this actually means. Does it mean that only 22% of viral particles are treated by the vaccine and the 78% escape the bodies immune system? The Pfizer/BioNTech vaccine is slightly less effective against the South African variant but certainly more than the AstraZeneca version. This situation is a little confused not to say worrying. The Government’s has been has been keen to stress all day that the AstraZeneca vaccine – the most popular one – is effective but it is in the public domain that it doesn’t to appear to stop mild or moderate versions of the disease in younger population. This leaves open the question of how effective it is against more severe infections of the virus? There seems to be quite a degree of ‘radio silence’ on this point but there is talk, not particular reassuring, that the vaccine is being ‘tweaked’ and that a third dose might be offered to people ‘in the autumn’ None of this, I must say, do I find particularly reassuring but I keep saying to myself that as it is two weeks since the initial jab and about another nine weeks to go before the final one, that I must take pains to be especially careful in the few weeks ahead of us.

We bumped into some of our church friends as well as our Italian friend on the way down into town – she was muffled up to the eyeballs both against the cold and also with her face mask so we only recognised her at the last moment. I am promised to a bottle of wine as soon as conditions permit by way of thanks for taking her to be vaccinated. This bout of bad weather is due to last for several days and Meg and I have acquired some sniffles and cold-like symptoms after braving the weather. We will have to make a careful judgement whether it is with while venturing out tomorrow but the weather is so changeable that when you set forth it does not seem too bad and then can take a turn for the worse.  Whilst our daily walks probably do us more good than harm, it will be frustrating for us if our little sniffles turn into a full scale cold. We are taking some cold-and-flu preparations when we go to bed as a precaution in any case.

I set the alarm for half-an-hour earlier this morning so that we could enjoy a cup of tea in bed and then I could leap out and go and collect our Sunday newspapers bright and early in the morning. This I did and the weather was a little on the chilly side but quite bearable – I consoled myself as is I always do on these occasions to listening to a selection of Bach and Mozart on my out-dated iPhone which I now use as an MP3 player. I was back well in time for the Andrew Marr Show which was reasonably informative, evidently concentrating on questions to do with the pandemic, vaccine efficacy, end-of-lockdown and so on. After we had breakfasted and watched the politics programme, we set off for our daily walk to the park but there was a bitterly cold and biting wind coming from the east which made our stay particularly unpleasant. I has just texted our friend that we meet in the park every day to say we were were bitterly cold and were going to strike for home and then he hove into view. Moreover, he introduce us to a couple of good friends of his who happened also to be worshippers at the same church as ourselves in normal times. We exchanged gossip about parish matters and then made for home, almost chilled to the marrow. When we did get home, we treated ourselves to some packet soup in a cup to warm ourselves up and have actually felt a bit chilled and ‘flu-ey’ all day long so perhaps we tarried too long in sub freezing temperatures. If the same weather conditions exist tomorrow, we shall still make the trip for the good of our health but keep walking and not sit on the bench as we normally do. 

This afternoon was a real treat for us because it was the Ireland-Wales Six Nations rugby match. The two teams were very evenly matched and the lead changed hands several times but eventually, the Welsh overcame the Irish who were weakened by a red card issued to one of their players (a swinging knee straight to the head but more a product of over-enthusiasm than viciousness) Anyway, we really enjoyed the match but it was one of those where with a fortunate bounce of the ball and passes going to hand the Irish could well have sneaked a victory in the dying seconds of the game. 

Tonight is another case of self-indulgence – we have located several copies of the opera ‘La Boheme‘ on YouTube so we are playing a production first performed in Monte Carlo. The singers are evidently not up to the calibre of Pavararotti/Freni which we could have chosen but the Monte Carlo production seemed to have the more imaginative sets and we thought this add to our enjoyment even more. So I can listen to the music whilst I blog but break off for the more dramatic arias as they occur.

The vaccination total has now reached 12 million which is quite a milestone. The infection rates and death rate are also heading in the same, downwards direction (but the figures reported at the weekend are always somewhat lower and under-reported.) Nonetheless, more than ½ million were vaccinated yesterday so the target of 15 million in just over a week seems achievable. Nobody seems to be saying loud and clear that this is a total tribute to the organisational efficiency of the NHS (comparing so well with the ‘Test-and-Trace regime which is having to rely upon dodgy use of statistics to make their performance appear somewhat better than it actually is)

I see that the Chancellor of the Exchequer is floating proposals that he raises revenue by putting a sales tax on the likes of Amazon. Given that sales of good and services have practically collapsed and Amazon successfully avoids paying its fair share of tax, this sounds like a thoroughly good idea. Of course, the argument is that things like sales taxes ultimately get passed onto the consumer but the Amazons of this world have been making money hand-over-fist during the pandemic as so many people are ‘forced’ to shop online. It seems that Amazon’s profits have soared by 51% to nearly £20bn in 2020 but it only had a tax turnover ratio of 0.37%.

Tonight, there is rather disturbing news concerning the efficacy of the Oxford/AstraZeneca vaccine. South Africa is suspending its rollout of the Oxford/AstraZeneca coronavirus vaccine after finding it offers limited protection against mild disease caused by the COVID-19 variant discovered there. It follows disappointing results in a trial conducted by the University of the Witwatersrand, Health Minister Zweli Mkhize said. The government had been intending to give the AstraZeneca jab to healthcare workers soon after receiving a million doses produced by the Serum Institute of India on Monday. The South Africans are going to use alternative vaccines. It will be interesting to see how news of this will be reported in the UK and indeed whether other vaccines that work in a slightly different way are any more efficacious against the South African variant of the virus (the manufacturers have been silent on this point so far) The makers of the AstraZeneca vaccine are confident that their vaccine can be tweaked ‘by the autumn’ but a lot of people can be infected and can die before then!

Today was one of those days when we seemed to meet person after person. On our way down into town I bumped into a near neighbour who works in the hotel up the road. Her husband and son who has health conditions had already received jabs and our friend was due to get hers shortly, either by dint of being a carer or in her own right. We used to know each quite well because we used to occupy adjacent mats in our weekly Pilates sessions but our paths have diverged a little since then. Nonetheless, we always catch up on local news whenever we happen to meet. In the park, we went to a ‘new’ vantage point where we met with our Birmingham University friend. Whilst Meg and he sat chatting on adjacent benches, I made a rapid trek into town to collect my Saturday ration of newspapers. Here too, the lady in the newspaper shop had just received her jab (about an hour beforehand), so we exchanged notes. Then I went to meet up again with Meg and friend and a couple of our church friends (who we know very well) popped into view so we had a multi-lateral chat as we wont to do. Actually, the path in this ‘new to us’ location is quite a lot broader which certainly helps with social distancing when people come by with their dogs and parents supervise their children on a variety of wheels (normally, tiny little bikes with stabilisers for the very youngest) After all of this chatting, we were were a little late in getting home for lunch which had to be prepared a little more rapidly than usual as we were keen to get sitting down for 2.15 in the afternoon when the first of the ‘Six Nations’ rugby competitions was due to start. The first match was a rather one-sided affair between France (who were superb) and the Italians who struggled hard to make a match of it. The second match later in the afternoon was the Calcutta Cup, awarded each year for the match of Scotland against England. This match turned out to be memorable in many, many ways. Firstly, I have to say that the Scots have played better than I have seen them play for years. Conversely, the English played worse than for many years. The net result of all of this was the Scots won the match (11-6) with  the Scots scoring the only try in the match. This was the first Scots victory at Twickenham since 1983 which is evidently thirty-eight years ago (half of my age!) The English coach, Eddie Jones, was magnanimous in defeat and observed ‘I take responsibility. I didn’t prepare the team well enough. We just had one of those days. We don’t have many, but we had a bad day today‘. Even Brian Moore who won a total of 67 England caps between 1987 and 1995  and now an esteemed commentator for the BBC tweeted: ‘Congratulations to Scotland, outplayed England all over the park and deserved winners’.

The progress towards the vaccination target continues apace with the latest figure being 11.47 million (the target being 15 million by the middle of February i.e. in 10 days time). It looks as though this target may well be hit on time as we need to conduct about 350,000 vaccinations each day for the next 10 days. Confident of meeting this target (even a day or so early) the Government is now promising a new target of all of the aged over 50 and over by the end of May. Of course, this could be do-able but if a new variant of the virus were to emerge, this might knock us of course.  The figures of new infections, deaths etc, issued at the weekend are always a little unreliable as many statistics do not get processed over the weekend but the figures are all pointing in the same direction i.e. downwards!

I decided to look up some figures to attempt to gauge the magnititude of the vaccination task ahead of us. There are 4.7 million people in their 60s and 5.2 million in their 50s. In addition, there are 7.3 million people with vulnerable health status aged between 16-64. Adding up all of these figures we get a grand total of 17.2 million to be vaccinated between mid-February and the end of May.  According to my calculations, there are about 105 days left between February 15th and May 31st which is about 164,000 (to the nearest 1,000) per day. Again this looks quite do-able at the present rate of progress but of course we do not know (a closely guarded State secret!) how much vaccine we actually do have and what the supply line looks  like. As usual, we may need the fine print in the inside pages of the Sunday newspapers to work out whether these targets (and the calculations behind them) are correct.

The end of another week is fast approaching and Meg and I reassure ourselves that as each day goes by our immune systems should be getting just a little more primed in the fight against the COVID-19 virus. The press, in particular, is sensing the end of the lockdown and there is a lot of optimistic talk today about possibly getting most of the 50+ segments of the population vaccinated by May. I suspect that the public at large would welcome a fairly cautious and gradualist approach to any lockdown but some of the press and many Conservative MP’s seem to think that any end to the lockdown is just around the corner. Today we went to occupy our newly found position in the park and whilst I left Meg  to contemplate, I made a rapid journey into town and back, complete with newspapers. In the park we met with friends of friends  and chatted for a few minutes, seeing even more of our church friends en route. We knew that we could not stay too long in the park today because we needed to get home and make a fairly rapid lunch as Mike had a physiotherapy appointment in the early afternoon. I walked down into town and had my physiotherapy appointment, all duly face-masked up of course. Afterwards, as I was in town I grabbed the opportunity to visit a local hardware store and availed myself of getting a few bits and bobs that we needed.

There seems to be more ‘good’ data emerging around the Oxford/AstraZeneca vaccine. Recent analysis seems to indicate that the vaccine is just as effective against the ‘Kent’ version of the virus which caused cases to balloon last September. This variant of the virus also appears to be responsible for much of the very rapid growth of the pandemic particularly in the United States so it is particularly good news that so far the AstraZeneca vaccine seems to be equally effective. Also, the emerging data is seeming to indicate that this vaccine is effective against the transmittability of the virus as well. The other vaccine manufacturers are rapidly examining the data as soon as it emerges so again, there are grounds for cautious optimism. The whole point is, of course, that when the virus is rampant, there are many more possibilities for new variants to appear and to gain ground and vice versa. What is going to be of most interest, of course, is to see whether in practice the AstraZeneca vaccine is equally effective for the 60+ segments of the population. I suppose that we shall just have to wait  for a week or so until there are sufficient numbers of the population who have been received both doses of the vaccine before more definitive conclusions may be drawn – several European societies are restricting distribution of the vaccine to the younger age-groups until more data is forthcoming. 

I decided to follow some of the American political news, and in particular what was going to happen to the Congresswoman who was a supporter of the bizarre QAnon sect. The US House of Representatives has voted to expel a Republican congresswoman from two committees over incendiary remarks she made before being elected last November. Marjorie Taylor Greene had promoted baseless QAnon conspiracy theories and endorsed violence against Democrats. Before the vote, she said she regretted her views, which included claims that school shootings and 9/11 were staged. Eleven Republicans joined the Democrats to pass the motion by 230-199. This is quite an extraordinary move, even by US standards because I do not think that such an event has ever happened before. The Democrats had ‘invited’ the Republicans to disown their recalcitrant member but when they refused, the Democrats having a majority in the Lower House, promptly voted to disbar her from membership of two committees to which she had been nominated by the Republicans. Given that at one stage Marjorie Greene thought that all Democrats (and particularly Nanci Pelosi, the Speaker) should be shot, then such a fate should hardly be of any surprise to her. Here is a reminder of how mad this woman is!  Addressing her colleagues, Greene tried to dissociate herself from her “words of the past.” Contradicting past social media posts, she said she believes the 9-11 attacks and mass school shootings were real and no longer believes QAnon conspiracy theories, which include lies about Democratic-run paedophile rings. But she didn’t explicitly apologize for supportive online remarks she’s made on other subjects, as when she mulled about House Speaker Nancy Pelosi being assassinated or the possibility of Jewish-controlled space rays causing wildfires. And she portrayed herself as the victim of unscrupulous “big media companies.” She said in her search for more information about “things in the news that didn’t make sense to me,” she found QAnon conspiracies online and that she was “allowed to believe things that weren’t true.” You just have to analyse the nonsense of that last remark to really wonder what tortuous knots the American right are getting themselves tied up in.

Today is the day when we receive our weekly delivery from Waitrose but it was a little delayed this morning (unusual as the delivery slots are generally very reliable). It is always reassuring to know that I have not omitted any crucial items but I did make a mental note of one thing that I needed to buy. As Meg was doing a ‘webex’ type consultation this morning, I busied myself on another computer with writing a reply to Meg’s cousin who is now relocating to Derbyshire. In the letter, I suggested that we might try communication methods somewhat more up-to-date than letter writing (pleasant though it is to receive one) so I suggested that via her daughter we might try whatever of the FaceTime/Skype/Zoom video links we can to see what we can arrange between us. Every few weeks, we have a gardener who comes and does the pruning of bushes and the like. We have arranged to perform a resurrection effort on a timber archway replete with honeysuckle that was rotting at the base- we arranged a plan of action for next Friday when I can act as a ‘gofer’ and act as an extra pair of hands whilst we re-construct the archway. We did intend to do it last year but COVID-19 got in the way, as with so many other projects. The weather was a tad cooler today after the recent mild spell but it was not actually raining for which we were duly grateful. We met our Birmingham University friend in a different location in the park today which proved to be fortunate. In our more usual spot by the side of the boating lake, the park workers are doing a lot of drainage work which involves digging trenches and laying a water conduit cable from one side of the park to another. Today we occupied a higher seat which afforded a better view of the park. Our friend had arrived before us and had had a word with the COVID-19 wardens. As it happened they were very friendly and informative and quite relaxed about allowing people like us to sit on adjacent benches and have a chat with each other, even on a daily basis – so this put minds at rest, as it were. I popped into Waitrose to buy some onions (how is it possible to start off any kind of cooking without a supply of onions, I ask myself) Again, we chatted with friends and friends of friends until we all started to feel a bit chilled and decided it was time to beat a retreat in a homewards direction.

After lunch and a good read of the newspapers, I decided to engage in one of those mindless activities with which one can amuse oneself whilst listening to ClassicFM. As it happened, I had a set of old University of Winchester business cards (now out of date) plus a set of address labels of a slightly non-standard size. It just so happened that one label would exactly cover the out-of-date details on one side of the card but it required a careful positioning of the requisite label (accurate to with half a millimetre in my estimation). I can now populate the other side of the card with both name and address as well as ‘electronic’ information – now all I need is a supply of people to whom the cards might be offered.

I see that some snow and ice is being forecast over the next few days, which I could do without. Although we have plenty of snow-moving gear, it does tend to slow up one’s daily walk but it has the bonus of making people much friendlier when you pass them in the snow – oddly enough, some of the friendliness disappears as the snow recedes as well. But I must say that my regular wearing of a Korean-made cow leather jacket (snigger ye not – I was given it by a neighbour who was clearing out his garage and it has proved to be a god-send, together with some new boots that are proving to be a worthy successor to the 1,000-kilometer boots to which I have recently had to bid a reluctant farewell. I am hanging on to them until the end of the ‘snow period’ in case I need them though and get one set of boots thoroughly wet)

Something rather odd politically is happening at the moment. Despite the fact that the government has made mistakes after mistake after mistake (not locking down early enough, not securing our borders, spending £12 billion on a test-and-trace which is a joke) the vaccination routine seems to have been a runaway success. The political conundrum is this. Normally, a government would suffer the penalty in the polls of making a multitude of mistakes. It looks, though, as though there has been a ‘rally round the flag’ moment in the first few months of the pandemic (i.e.the public are loathe to criticise their government when faced with a huge crisis) and now the positive feelings evoked by a successful vaccination may be wiping all of the bad memories of what preceded it (a bit like childbirth if you follow my drift)

Today, if my memory serves me correct, is what Catholics/some Christians call ‘Candlemas‘ day. According to our friend, Google, this is because it is the day when all of the candles used throughout the church year are traditionally brought into the church to be blessed. It is also the day, 40 years after the birth of Christ, when Mary the mother of Christ would be brought into the synagogue for a ritual purification (part of the Judaic tradition) I also speculated whether today was also the feast day of St. Blaise when a pair of sacred candles are held across the throat to act as a holy remedy against sore throats. I was not completely wrong but out by one day as the feast of St. Blaise is celebrated on February 3rd, which is tomorrow. But enough of this superstition. It was quite a mild day today but with quite a heavy hanging mist blotting out the son but nonetheless the warmth is surely appreciated. As we passed our park on the way for our newspapers, I espied our Birmingham University friend, so Meg was left with him whilst I sped off to collect the newspapers on my own. When we reconvened as a threesome, we espied some personnel with bright yellow HV vests on and thinking that they might be the COVID-19 rule enforcers (we call them the ‘thought police’) we made sure we were properly socially distanced from them until they had gone on their merry way. They might just have been local authority parks department workers but we didn’t want to risk being caught ‘in flagrante delicto‘ so we made sure we were on the straight and narrow. I remembered to bring with me some copies of ‘Bullshit Bingo’ handouts which I gave to our friend and we reminisced about the meetings we had attended where many of these phrases were bandied about. I must say that being employed at one time in a school of Business and Management, with the two halves sharply delineated from each other (Business tended to be CNAA undergraduate courses whereas as the School of Management concentrated on professional and post-experience courses). I have to say, from years of experience, that one has to listen to members of a School of Management to fully appreciate how relevant a game such as Bullshit Bingo can prove to be! Then we met some other mutual friends and had a fairly snatched conversation because it looked as though we were turning into a kind of social gathering (but, I hasten to add, we are certainly not alone in stopping to have little chats with people all over the place because ‘there was a lot of it about’) Perhaps the milder weather was encouraging people both to walk and to chat.

After a traditional Tuesday lunch of fishcakes, I knew that I needed to pay a flying visit down into town so I took the car down to break the back of the journey before I journeyed along an almost deserted High Street. I managed to replenish our supplies of money from an ATM which had to be done from the street – I had not realised that the building societies that have in-store ATM’s seem to have a policy of shutting at 2.0pm. Not having ventured along the High Street since the start of the latest lockdown, I was unsure of the local norms. But I managed to get a watch battery for Meg’s watch (surely indispensable) and one or two cosmetic-type items. Tomorrow is the day when I have to update my Waitrose order before 12 midday and to book my slot for a couple of weeks time.

The airwaves this afternoon have been dominated by news of the death of Captain Sir Tom Moore, the ‘centurion’ who captured the hearts of the nation and who raised £32 million fo the NHS by walking laps in his garden – he initially intended to raise some £1,000 but as news of his exploits was broadcast abroad, the donations flowed in. It is remarkable that the flags in Downing Street and even Buckingham Palace were immediately flown at half-mast – this is the kind of tribute that might only be paid to an ex-Prime Minister for example. When the media announced that Sir Tom was in hospital but his family were at his bedside, one did get the feeling that the virus might claim another victim. But what an inspiration to his family and to the rest of the nation! Having actually reached 100 years of age, there were not many peaks left to conquer but I am sure that the inevitable feelings of sadness at his demise must be mingled with admiration at Sir Tom’s exploits at his age. Amongst other things he performed in a cover version of the song ‘You’ll Never Walk Alone’ sung by Michael Ball, with proceeds going to charity. The single topped the UK music charts, making him the oldest person to achieve a UK number one.

Some fascinating tests results by the University of Oxford, published in a pre-print report with The Lancet, showed a 67% reduction in positive COVID-19 swabs among those vaccinated, which may have a ‘substantial effect’ on the transmission of coronavirus.  In the report, the university also said that a single standard dose of the Oxford/AstraZeneca vaccine is 76% effective from day 22 to day 90 after the jab. This means protection is not reduced in the three months between the first and second dose (which rather vindicates UK government policy of delaying the second ‘jab’)

The 1st of the month – and I forgot to say ‘White Rabbits! White Rabbits! White Rabbits!‘ and all the rest of it, which I won’t repeat here. Having said that, I was mightily relieved to get January behind us – February is one of those months (like November) which just has to be lived through with better things in prospect. We collected our newspapers and I remarked to my local newsagent that I had found out how to access operas via YouTube on our Smart TV and we had entertained ourselves with watching a production of Mozart’s Don Giovanni from the Zurich opera house. My favourite line from this opera is that uttered by Don Giovanni when upbraided by his servant Leporello how he could be unfaithful to all of the 1003 women he had successfully seduced across various countries in Europe. His reply – ‘Well to be faithful to one would be unfaithful to all of the rest!‘ (Obviously, I couldn’t possibly comment on my reaction to all of this)

Having collected our newspapers, we made off for the park but via Waitrose where we pick up some extra milk (our porridge creating a dent in our supplies) There we met, a little later than usual, with our ex-Birmingham University friend. I had managed to find for him on the internet some examples of ‘Bullshit Bingo‘ which is a board game to amuse organisation members during boring and interminable meetings. You wait until you hear one of those incredibly trite expressions like ‘touch base’ or something similar. The rules are that when you get five blocks horizontally, vertically, or diagonally, stand up and shout “BULLSHIT!” (I’ve never seen this done, by the way). 

We had not been very long home when the doorbell rang and there, on the doorstep, were some of our friends from down the road. They had very kindly cooked us a Lemon Drizzle cake in exchange for a jar of damson gin I had donated to them (as I have so many spare!) we thanked them profusely for this and shared it with our son and daughter-in-law before promising ourselves a carbohydrate treat with ice-cream for our supper later on this evening. During the afternoon, I had intended to give the car a wash but as it so cold and miserable with a sort of freezing fog, I wonder why I never got round to it. Instead, I amused myself with creating some ‘Day of the Week’ labels to complement the flip-over calendars of which we have one or two around the house. It is interesting how difficult it is to get calendars complete with days-of-the week. I had actually cut these out from an out-of-date Guide to the week’s TV and stuck them onto some pieces of thick white card (part of a box containing Christmas shortcake in an earlier life) and the finished product has a sort of ‘not bought but sort of home-made’ feel to them. I also got my iPad successfully reconnected with a 11″ Bluetooth plus mouse – I had successfully got them to communicate with each some time before Christmas but had neglected them for a few weeks so thought I would get them back together soon. The 11″ is quite significant because to make it transportable, you need a keyboard which is quite compact (i.e. does not stick excessively out of whatever little carry-on case you utilise for these sorts of things) Although the model I purchased is a bit tinny it was undoubtedly cheap (and so much cheaper than the Apple alternative) and so easier it is to produce text on than even the ‘virtual’ type keyboard available on the iPad.

I have just read the following on Sky News – it sounds almost unbelievable here it is:

Steven Brandenburg, who pleaded guilty last month to intentionally destroying more than 500 doses of the Moderna vaccine at his pharmacy, has been described as a gun-toting flat-earther who indulged in conspiracy theories, according to the FBI.

Brandenburg apparently believed the Moderna vaccines contained a microchip and would “turn off” birth control.

The FBI said: “Some of the conspiracy theories Brandenburg told [his colleague] about included: the earth is flat; the sky is not real, rather it is a shield put up by the Government to prevent individuals from seeing God; and Judgment Day is coming.”

Remember – you read it here first!  The ‘innoculation count’ is now up to 9.3 million and proceeding satisfactorily. I also read that that the Oxford vaccine (which was the one that Meg and I had) was up to 80% effective when the second dose was delayed by three months. The jab already provides 70% protection 22 days after the first dose, according to the UK’s Joint Committee of Vaccinations and Immunisations (JCVI), which advises the government. Meanwhile, the government is getting seriously worried that the ‘South African’ variant of the virus might have escaped into the community and is mass-testing in about half a dozen post-codes across the country.