After 102 days of no community transmission, Covid-19 is back in New Zealand. We kicked this once, let’s do it again.
You’re not going to get much sensible out of me today. On the way to work this morning, hubby’s cellphone got an emergency announcement from the government that Covid-19 cases have been discovered in the community in New Zealand and the whole country is going to a higher alert level.
After 102 days with no community spread.
A hundred and two days.
It was never going to stay out, but it was nice while it lasted.
It’s always exciting to get packages in the mail, and the best way to ensure this is to buy yourself presents.
Recently I bought myself a present that (I fondly imagine) is currently winging its way across the ocean. I’m not sure I could have waited for it to get here, so fortunately I arranged a sneak preview.
Ladies and gentlemen, we interrupt our usual programme for this unscheduled blog post.
I’m a rules kind of person myself, but I try not to impose my rules on others. Even to me, it seems a bit unreasonable to expect everyone else to drink the same coffee every day and sit on the same side of the table. (As long as I get my usual coffee and sit on the proper side of the table I’m happy.)
But I do have one rule that I’d like to insist on, especially in light of last night’s events.
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