 Day 13:
Quarantine is not so bad when you have the social life of Captain Virgil Hilts. Another few days and I’ll know whether my scotum will balloon to the size of a Spacehopper and I’ll lose the ability to eat anything but ice cream. At which point I shall telephone my throat-bloated offspring and croak my thanks to him for being so friendly…
In between hot flushes I have entered the mysterious (and nearly pointless) world of QR codes (quick response 2D barcodes that can embed URLs, text and vCards). Obviously I couldn’t just make a plain one so I got all photoshoppy and made this. It is real and it does go somewhere. You just need a QR reader app on your mobile device…
I didn’t surf today. I was very busy doing very important things.
here’s hoping your ummm…. scrotal regions… remain in a steady state.
Absolutely. I shall be extremely vigilant…
I am your mother. You have a beard and tattoos. I am not supposed to know all this.
I know Mother – I’m sorry. I shall never mention QR codes again… x
Sorry to hear you’re in quarantine – presumably at home? It’s a lovely place to be quarantined, and great weather to be grounded. The surfing beaches would have been fairly crowded in August anyway . . . Does Tango have to decontaminate before going to the outside world? Coincidentally Janet has just read in the next sentence of her book “. . . caused by mumps”! And details of the illness and how it was cured. Anyhow, we hope your body rejects the beastly viruses – tell it do do so forcefully right now! Hope you’re well very soon.
Thank you Mr Boden. There are definitely worse places to be incarcerated that’s for sure…