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Young Master Boswell has just caught a dose of the clap and is sequestered in his rooms, medicating himself with I dare not guess what and reflecting with satisfaction on his genius and his prospects, how he can join the Guards and have his own regiment, or join the bar and become a rich lawyer: that is, when he's not feeling low and fixing to die. I am sequestered at home medicating myself with anti-inflammatories, and in neither of Boswell's frames of mind exactly. Certainly not the 'what a fine fellow am I' one.
But a little scratchy nonetheless. Partly the continuing nonappearance of Purolator. Partly the acrostics I armed myself with last winter to while away my convalescence, which are doing a bad job of whiling away my sequestration. (The oddity of the clues and their answers. Everywhere = on all hands. Roundabout, going astray = devious. Constantly wanting more = insatiate. No cigar, guys.) And partly my loose end reading of Ellis Peters mysteries.
I know she has her kinks. In every book there must be a pair of young lovers. The he lover may vary but the she lover is a teenager of glowing beauty, utter poise, and fine insight into the nuances of social interaction, the psychology of her boyfriend, and the emotions of absolutely everybody. I do not believe people like that exist, let alone sixteen year olds. But I'm at a loose end and can't be having with doorstoppers just now. Left to my scratchy devices, I might go through the entire Brother Cadfael oeuvre except that I can't be having with reading on the tablet either. Hurts my eyes, hurts my elbows. So one more book and then... well, I have batteries now, so I might go back to Murakami.
But a little scratchy nonetheless. Partly the continuing nonappearance of Purolator. Partly the acrostics I armed myself with last winter to while away my convalescence, which are doing a bad job of whiling away my sequestration. (The oddity of the clues and their answers. Everywhere = on all hands. Roundabout, going astray = devious. Constantly wanting more = insatiate. No cigar, guys.) And partly my loose end reading of Ellis Peters mysteries.
I know she has her kinks. In every book there must be a pair of young lovers. The he lover may vary but the she lover is a teenager of glowing beauty, utter poise, and fine insight into the nuances of social interaction, the psychology of her boyfriend, and the emotions of absolutely everybody. I do not believe people like that exist, let alone sixteen year olds. But I'm at a loose end and can't be having with doorstoppers just now. Left to my scratchy devices, I might go through the entire Brother Cadfael oeuvre except that I can't be having with reading on the tablet either. Hurts my eyes, hurts my elbows. So one more book and then... well, I have batteries now, so I might go back to Murakami.

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We're also ok though Ste is kind of grumpy sometimes. The children are doing brilliantly. I am glad they are the ages they are, it would have been a nightmare to keep them occupied and at home 24/7 if they had been say ... 7 and 10, or even younger. I hear my neighbours kiddies wail at not being able to go outside, and can't help but feel for her, and anyone who has young children going through this.
Hang in there sweetie, hopefully this will all be over soon. Hopefully.Which Murakami by the way? Night dear.
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Yeah, I'm managing fine. It's only the prospect of having to run for the door when I can't run that's currently making me fretful.
Kafka on the Shore, my favourite of his oeuvre. The language scrim keeps the usual Murakami oogies at bay. I read it fast in English umpty years ago, so maybe there are references to women's ears and breasts yet to come, but so far the worst is just officialese in reports to the American occupational army.
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... Great to see you hanging in there ... Much love
Zan
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Now I'm curious. What are they calling it?
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Anyway like I said the rest of the world is calling their pandemic measures a lock-down - our govt. is calling ours a 'circuit breaker' - cb - for short which in Hokkien is (here on our LRD ) is ''chee bai'' (https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBF_enSG738SG738&sxsrf=ALeKk02L2flS9iARge8ij4tC-PHqEVNvog%3A1589422749406&ei=naq8XpCcGKDC3LUPquOD2As&q=chee+bai+meaning&oq=chee+bai+&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQARgBMgQIIxAnMgIIADICCAAyBggAEBYQHjIICAAQFhAKEB4yCAgAEBYQChAeMgYIABAWEB4yBggAEBYQHjIICAAQFhAKEB4yBggAEBYQHlDBLVjETWDeXWgDcAB4AIABlAGIAY0JkgEEMTIuMZgBAKABAaoBB2d3cy13aXo&sclient=psy-ab) which you can see that it means not a nice thing to say at all ... ho hum...
.. and the weather is getting warmer and everything sticks .. and it is ugh!
Glad to see you're hangin' in there and doing ok. We are too in the main, but life - I wants it to go back to normal. Cos' no matter how nice my boss is in not wanting to let any of us go - she can't keep it up for too long - ... I can see how much the clinic is taking in , and *sigh* - it isn't a lot - and the thing is we're also restricted to what treatments we can do.
And even after the 1st of June which the lockdown is being lifted I think they're doing so called 'phasing in measures' in which businesses are going to be allowed to open in a controlled manner. As opposed to 'BOOM!' - everything is all going to open at the same time - which also makes sense.
They want to see how the numbers clock in as they re-open the island slowly for business. I guess if they only open a little at a time - if the numbers start to surge - they cab place the brakes on again.