5th April, 2020.
It’s got to be said, there’s one minor thing that’s bothering me, at the moment.
My hair.
It has to be said, it’s been receding for a while.
I’ve less hair to comb, more forehead to wash.
Right at the moment, though … ?
I’m feeling distinctly shaggy.
And am very aware I’m going to get shaggier.
The Virus … ?
Has closed my local hair dressers!
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Did I mention I did a little shopping, yesterday … ?
I did a little shopping, yesterday.
At, while I was at Sainbury’s?
Some tried for find parking space for their Lamborghini.
A Lamborghini!
For God’s sake’s, just to do some shopping, that’s a bit … you know …
Conspicuous …
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Just as a final thought?
I’m not a sports fan: although, as an ex barman, I’m very aware that knowing which team’s doing what is helpful.
One thing that has caught my eye in current conditions?
Is the fact that the PFA, the union for professional footballers, has refused to accept a 30% pay cut, during the Corona Crisis.
Apparently? It would reduce tax revenues used to fund the NHS.
When many people in the UK are going through extreme financial hardship as a result of the Lockdown, I think that’s a bloody arrogant line for some of the richest media stars in the UK to take.
Many of the PFA’s member could take the cut, and still be better off than many of their fans
I’m seriously tempted to swear at the nearest available Premier League footballer.
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