Thursday 24th september 2020

It rained bloody hard last night, I heard it in the early hours while in bed. I'm a bit worried about the Peace lily but I took it up SP2 cafe so Erin has it now.  A man got kicked off a train today in London for refusing to wear a mask, unless he's wearing the daffodil lanyard there's no bloody excuse!  I still wear my mask on public transport even through it steams up my glasses, there is even a new Covid advert been released in Scotland.  

Some are calling the advert 'scaremongering' and want it to be banned, I say NO!!!  If assholes want to be planks and bury their heads in the sand hoping the problem is going to vanish, then they are sadly mistaken as it won't.  The virus is invisible and is a deadly killer, can people not get that through their heads.  I'd die if my parents caught this because they wouldn't survive and I couldn't live with that thought.  It's going to be bad enough for me when they do go because of old age, I know it will be years before I get over it; took a long time when gran died.

I was thinking of Dot this morning, it must be awful for Mike her brother, my friend Lisa said she spent the morning in tears.  Dot wouldn't want us to be upset, she's with her mother now and wouldn't want to come back; we must learn to let her go.

Penny sent me a postcard from Waymouth, I better ring her up and thank me.  i haven't had the chance to go away this year; maybe next year.  

Looks like the students who were at that infected uni may have to stay there during Christmas, what a bummer for them.  

I downloaded the new NHS track and trace system today, only thing is I have to keep my blue toof on the phone on, I think I will only have it on when I'm out.  Don't expect my parents to have this, their phones are old bangers.

Sometimes I feel like a nobody and I don't really matter.  i could vanish and no one would miss me, I've given up with the craft fairs from Salisbury arts, the lady called Sally Edwards who runs them thinks I'm a bit 'odd' can't say I blame her but in my eyes she's a bit posh.  She must have got the shock of her life when she first saw me, I think it'll be better if I avoided her to be honest.  If a person can't accept me for what I am, then sadly they never ever will.

I wish my right shoulder would stop hurting me.  It's most hard at night when I'm trying to get comfortable, back also twinges,

No one gives a damn about my bike accident, no one would miss me or come looking for me. After my parents are gone, no one will care a toss about me; my parents are the last people to care for me.

No one gives a toss for a nobody, perhaps it would AVE bin better if I had disappeared into the ground.