58 days in lockdown

Recently, whilst smashing up a seemingly fine wall with a very large hammer (so I could move said wall several inches to the left) I found an old pack of ‘Senior Service’ cigarettes that a builder from days gone by had left sitting on a cross beam….

Once upon a time, when men wore panama hats and gaberdine coats (even when there was just a ‘hint of rain in the air’) cigarettes were good for you. This wonderful new activity alleviated all manner or ailments such as a simple cough or sniffle with just a few short puffs. A long, satisfying inhalation could do nothing but supplement your feeling of self worth. Just a single cigarette held lightly between your fingers could aid your concentration, made you look mature and poised and in some cases (but not all) it could improve your sexual allure…

This is the first thing I’ve written here in a very long time. Certainly the first thing since Covid-19 ran rampant through our lives – lives which will never be the same again. This microscopic Corona shaped deviant has decimated Global life – shutting down the entire planet in just a matter of weeks; closing borders, cities and the society that we know and trust. It has even closed the Farmer’s Arms pub next door (quite a feat). The death toll comes in numbers that don’t make sense any more. One single person dying is hard enough to fathom, a ‘few’ sounds absolutely devastating but when the figures come in tens of thousands they lose their meaning and seem to drift out of focus.

So we spend our days thinking of the people we love and miss and the things we may never get a chance to do and all we can do is hope that the really smart people out there in laboratories, think tanks and general sciencey type huddles are finding a positive way forward. A smart way to help keep our families alive and help us to cut through the endless stream of political and media bullshit that feels like a post-war advertising campaign telling us that everything will be ‘great again’ just as long as we keep chugging away on those trusty old cigarettes…

I think there are some certainties out there: the World will certainly never be flat, Cigarettes will definitely never be good for you and unfortunately Rick Astley will never have not released ‘never gonna give you up’…

I didn’t surf today.

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