Fandango’s Friday Flashback (7 August 2020)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.

Hahaha, you know when you just read something, and it cracks you up? This is from a year ago.

Oh, and Thank You to Jennifer at PaperKutzs for allowing me to use her graphic.

Fact or Fiction?

Wayne Rooney is in the news at the moment. Soccer star, former England international striker, most likely a millionaire a hundred times over. A story I once heard about him tickled me.

He’s being interviewed by some reporter, who is obviously in awe of his presence.

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Hot Stuff

I keep getting these emails from somewhere claiming to be the “COVID Safety Group”. Far as I can tell, they are basically trying to flog me thermometers. They’ve obviously hit on the idea that by linking it to the virus, they might sell a few more units.

I wonder if they realise that 70% of COVID cases are asymptomatic? People do not even feel unwell, let alone display a fever. It is only because they happen to have been tested (there have been many millions of tests by now) that they know they are infected. Frankly, this is why we need to be so careful opening up schools again.

I doubt it. They’re probably too busy trying to flog their crap to the likes of me.

Going Places

I met my friend again for a coffee yesterday. The weather, as you can see, was cloudier and far more humid.

I can’t help being quite proud of myself, given that all those years ago, I left hospital in a chair, and my journey to the coffee shop and back is a 2½ mile (about 4km) walk. My legs feel like jelly today.

But the coffee cake made it all worthwhile.

That pathway on the left is the pathway across the meadows to the next village. It came about in 2000, after neglect of the waterways caused the village to flood every winter. So we eventually got flood defences, costing millions.

Mister Bump

I went out for my first post-lockdown coffee yesterday. We went to the coffee shop, a friend and I, in a nearby village. I had not seen the friend since pre-lockdown.

Outdoors. Apart from having 10 or 15 people within 10 or 15 yards of me (nobody too close, not even my buddy), I figured that the risk was no greater than having friends come sit in the garden. It was even better for me, because I didn’t have to go into the shop to order – my friend did so. Although I suppose if he picked something up in there, he’d likely have breathed it in my general direction afterwards. We didn’t wear masks – we are only mandated to wear them here when we go into a shop.

So we followed the UK’s rules. I’m not too sure, how closely the UK’s rules match the science, so I…

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Fandango’s One Word Challenge (7 August 2020)

Formula for success: rise early, work hard, strike oil.

J. Paul Getty

for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC), formula.