Monday 15th Feb 2021
I seem to spend most of my days at drafty bus stops waiting for the R1 to turn up. Was waiting by the clock tower in Fisherton street Saturday, one didn't turn up!
A bitterly cold day and when did come it was full. I wasn't allowed to sit next to anyone, nor stand up. I couldn't go upstairs because my trolley was too heavy full of shopping. In the end, I stupidly hoisted my trolley upstairs because no one would help me, and damaged my back.
A man very kindly helped me off with my bag at Winding Way, but it was two stops away from where I wanted to get off. I was going to Lidle to do my parents shopping but had to rest my bloody back instead.
The nurse has been coming to see dad which is good. One of them is related to his cousin Doreen, I will do dad's family tree when the lockdown is over.
They say the R rate is going down, but every time we relax, the Chinese virus spikes again; wish it would piss off for good.
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