Today, we found ourselves hauled into Tier 3 along with the rest of Nottinghamshire. Our infection rate is much lower than the city and Mansfield areas, but so many folk travel to those areas to work it was then decided to bring us in with the rest of the county.
I also think that rising hospital rates from Nottingham are starting to overspill into our hospitals, meaning there are less places for local patients. Strangely, infection rates all over the county are dropping after the University outbreaks, but it is rising amongst the elderly.
Hence, no more pub or visits to the tattoo parlour for me.
Joking aside, the effects are pretty devastating to a lot of people - my sister was planning to visit to commemorate the first anniversary of my mother's passing next week, but that has been cancelled. I'm no longer able to even go to the family home to sit in the garden to mark it.
Still, as my stepfather said, we complain about other people who don't follow the rules, so we must do the same.
At least I can still get outside, and get very wet indeed and very nervous when I cycle!
See if you can spot the kestrel.
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