No particular reason – I had plenty of time, plenty of interesting things happened, wasn’t feeling particularly loathe to engage with the world (at least after I decided to stop reading MetaTalk), I just… didn’t.
We have finally made our plans for our next destination in August. East and SE Asia are not really opening up so it’s back towards Europe, though we still hope to put off having to return to the UK a little longer, undoubtedly just as the second wave hits, winter comes and there is misery all around. Further updates when we actually get there. I am, as ever, convinced that things will go terribly wrong.
Flying is set to be strange with the pandemic. I daresay I’ll write about it in great detail, though I never thought of writing about what it was like before the pandemic. Will it return to that, or is it just another fact of ordinary life lost because it’s so ordinary.
Work suffered a setback as a contract that I was very excited about fell through for reasons that were partly beyond my control. Well, partly in the sense that I disclosed something to them which was morally unimportant but legally relevant (a relative employed in a different country and a different department) and which they themselves said they’d never have found out by themselves. As always I am most virtuous when kneecapping myself.
There was an air raid drill across Taiwan a couple of days ago. I received a series of messages on my phone saying MISSILE ALERT drill but luckily I had already read about it in the paper and didn’t duck for cover. Neither did anyone else, so I don’t know what the drill was about, really.