Showing posts with label #Lockdown. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #Lockdown. Show all posts

Thursday, 16 December 2021

Why doesn't Boris Johnson just tell us the truth about covid and vaccine passports?

 I have no doubt at all that by Monday, we will have major restrictions or a lockdown imposed on us. I also have no doubt at all that we'd have one now if there was not a by election today. Boris Johnson is terrified of losing the Stafford North byelection after the last few weeks. He knew that a new lockdown would be the final nail in the coffin of his campaign with die hard covid denying Tories. I'm sure that all of the scientific advice he has got over the last couple of days has been to put new restrictions in place to prevent our hospitals getting swamped. As the Omicron varian is doubling every two days, it is fair to say the damage, hospitalisations and deaths will be twice as bad as they should have been. I watched his press conference yesterday and I was bemused. It was called at the last minute and I expected new restrictions. What we got was bluff and bluster from Boris. I believe that he was going to announce new restrictions and changed his mind, at the last minute, for political reasons. In short, we have a Prime Minister, who I believe is putting his own job and his parties narrow political interests before those of the country.

As for Rishi Sunak, 21 months ago he was widely praised for the Furlough and other help for businesses. Now we are being thrown to the wolves. In my business, I've seen 75% of our studio bookings cancelled, as Xmas gigs, parties and events are cancelled. Musicians can't afford to rehearse without gigs. We've had a dire 2 years. In November, it seemed like we were finally getting back on track. December is a key month for us. Usually the month is jam packed with well paid gigs, so musicians get some funds to see them through the lean winter months of January and February when people are skint. We've all beeb torpedoe'd by the crisis. Without serious support, we will find ourselves in deep trouble. We can't blame Boris Johnson for emergence of Omicron in South Africa, but we can blame him for not having a plan in place, given that it was entirely predictable (Back in January, I predicted that this would happen (I was out by a month)  - 'November -The UK enters lockdown as new cases of the mutant virus run rampant.') We can also blame him for not having a working track and trace system that could have nipped the Omicron plague in the bud. 

Then there are the restrictions he has brought in. To me, wearing masks on public transport and in shops is entirely sensible. I also agree with vaccine passports, however, it enfuriates me that Boris hasn't explained the real reason why they are desireable and necessary. I can only assume that yet again, this is down to his fear of the mad Tory libertarian right. I was sceptical about them until I spoke to a well informed customer, who is a government advisor. The purpose of the vaccine passports is to prevent unvaccinated people, who are far more likely to need medical treatment, from attending superspreader events. The less unvaccinated people who get covid, the less strain on the health service. As Boris and his party are libertarian at heart, this does not sit well with his ideals and he knows it's too hard sell for the 100 odd hardliners in his party. 

I suspect that we'll have a three week 'circuit breaker' lockdown announced in the next couple of days. But hey, what do I know.

Tuesday, 14 July 2020

Back to work - five things I'm missing from lockdown

For me, lockdown ended on the 14th June, when we reopened the studios to the general public. Well it sort of ended. Work restarted, sadly most of the things I enjoy in my leisure time are still not happening. No going to football, no gigs, no going to the gym with a relaxing sauna afterwards. The pub experience has been a bit odd. I've been into two so far. One was almost over zealous in its application of the social distancing rules, the other had no rules at all. We even had the joy of being accosted by a drunken BBC news journalist before we left!

Last night, I had a quiet beer in the Services club, watching a fascinating game of football, with a couple of friends. The subject of what we were missing from lockdown came up. I am missing very little, but there are a few things. Here is my list.

1. I am missing not being able to see people who irritate me that I have to see to be polite.

2. I am missing not being able to park outside my front door, as shoppers nicking the space to go to the Broadway are back en masse.

3. I am missing the hot days spent sunbathing in the garden, during the peak days of lockdown.

4. I am missing the angst of Leeds supporters, as they struggled to cope with the prospect of having promotion ripped from them. Although I could never see a situation where this actually happened, unlike Liverpool they were nowhere near far enough ahead to claim it was properly in the bag and that they could justifiably claim they were robbed.

5. I am missing the 'clap for carers'. I thought it was right and proper that we express our gratitude to the NHS workers and other key workers. I think it's a shame that as things now we return to normal that we forget the contribution.

What are you missing?

Saturday, 4 July 2020

The Saturday List #269 - The Lockdown is lifted list

Today Lockdown is lifted on Pubs (sadly not on music venues and theatres)

So in honour of this, I thought I'd make a list of the things I did during lockdown, both bad and good that I will remember it for.

1. Lost my Auntie Audrey, the last of my mums siblings, who passed due to covid in April - RIP Audrey, I hope we can give you a proper send off at some point.

2. Wrote a song for Black lives matter, which I think is rather good.


3. Baked a very chocolatey chocolate cake for my daughters birthday, It was rather yum. I never cook sweet things as a rule.


4. Perfected the art of cooking roast potatoes. I know think I am a world master!


5. Got to explore Daarlands nature reserve and find a whole new set of trails and walks.

6. Got the all clear following my MRI from cancer for another year.

7. Saw London as I'd never seen it before, a deserted zombie apocalypse scene

Mill Hill to UCH Lockdown 07/05/20


8. Made some rather good Spotify playlists (if I do say so myself!)



9. Had some truly bizarre dreams, some of which have scarred me permanently.


10. Realised just how much I truly love my wife and children.


That's all folks

Wednesday, 20 May 2020

The thing you most want to hear during lockdown

How strictly have you been onserving social distancing? We've done our best to follow the rules, we've had a couple of 2m+ chats with friends met whilst dog walking and that is about that. Like many people we've been doing Zoom chats. I'd never heard of Zoom before the Lockdown, it now seems that everyone is using it. My last chat with my 89 year old Auntie before she succumbed to covid19 was a Zoom chat, as was her wake. I joked to my family that I hope I never have another Zoom chat in my life once the lockdown is lifted, I really hate just about every aspect of big group chats on line. That is what pubs and parties are for. Don't get me wrong, it has been great to catch up with friends, but once this current situation is over, I rather hope it will be like wearing flared trousers.

When I started to write this blog, it was entitled "Why I hate Zoom". Then I realise that I don't hate Zoom, I just hate the circumstances that have caused me to use it. If my kids were living in the USA and Australia and we were all having the time of our lives, I'd probably love it. As it is, when I use it, I just realise that it is a symbol of what we can't do, that we really enjoy. Life is a bit strange, it is like we are living Groundhog day. Every day, we do the same things in a slightly different order. The highlight is the daily press conference from number 10, when the latest hapless minister shares the death toll, tells us how many people got the bus yesterday and gives us some good news to soften the blow, such as that shoplifting is down or that the A43 roadworks have been completed.




I must confess to complete incredulity when the Transport Secretary told us that the A43 roadworks had been completed seven months ahead of schedule last week. I just wonder who advises him? Whilst I'm sure that for some people this is a matter of huge importance, for the majority of citizens of this kingdom, a road that runs from Ardley in Oxfordshire to Stamford in Lincolnshire, via Northampton is fairly near the bottom of the list of things that keep us awake. This isn't Tory bashing. Rishi Sunak gets it. If you are announcing that 600 people have died, then if you say that you will pay their wages, so they won't default on their mortgage it is good news. Hearing that there is a loan to keep your business afloat is good news. That is the sort of good news we want to hear.

I was chatting with another business owner yesterday, when I went to collect my guitar from storage at the studio. He has received no aid from the council, as he is self employed, he's yet to receive a penny of his furlough money, his bank won't lend him a 'bounceback loan'. He's operated a business from the site for 13 years and tells me that he's paid over £200,000 in business rates. He hasn't had a bean in support. He asked me how he was meant to support his wife and children. It was not a question I could answer.

So what do you most want to hear in lockdown? That really is very simple for most people. I don't mean the superficial stuff, such as that the pubs will open in July or that we will be able to go on a cruise to the USA in September. What we want to hear is that the Government is doing its level best to keep us safe in a time when there is a deadly infectious virus on the loose and that we will not find ourselves thrown out of house and home because we can't pay the bills. The lack of PPE, the lack of testing and tracing and the lack of a strategy to eradicate the virus scares me. As to our financial wellbeing, I think that, in the short term at least (who knows what state the economy will be in in two years time), I think my business will survive. But after my conversation yesterday, I am very worried that many won't. Whilst the government scheme was rushed out and it was clear that there would be winners and losers, they have had a couple of months to analyse things in greater detail. What they need now is a modified scheme to help those businesses that have fallen between the cracks of the schemes and aid on offer.  My friend was forced to close his business and he has had no income since March. There are lots of highly paid civil servants, on guaranteed salaries and rock solid pension schemes devising these schemes. The least they should be doing is ensuring that hard working people get some support when they need it most. This is not sentimentality, this is common sense, as the independent, self employed sector is what will lead the bounceback when we finally come out of lockdown. If the people who run these businesses have been bankrupted, then it will be very hard for the economy to recover and for them to start paying taxes and generating wealth again.

Thursday, 7 May 2020

From Mill Hill to UCH, a lockdown journey through London as you've never seen it before

#Lockdown - Strange times
These are strange times we live in. The clip from the Sunday Times on the right, sort of sums up my thinking, nothing seems quite right. But life goes on..... sort of.

Today I had my annual cancer scan at UCH, which for those of you who don't know it, is near Euston Station. It is a journey I've made many times, I used to work around the corner from it for a couple of years in the mid '80's and since 2015 I've been a regular visitor. Today was a bit different. It was the first time I'd ventured beyond the confines of my lockdown routine(apart from a quick trip to the cash and carry in Watford to pick up provisions for a covid19 relief scheme from our cash and carry). It was the first journey on public transport and I have to confess, I had a mild feeling of trepidation.

As I was thinking about this, I realised that this journey was likely to be unique. I have no reason to go into town normally during the crisis, so I would see London as I've never seen before in all of my 57 years and nine months. I realised that this was a unique opportunity to catalogue the journey. So I decided to snap away as I made my way in. I shared these on twitter but thought that for my beloved blog readers, I'd give the full story. The plan was to catch the 9.16am train from Mill Hill and walk along the Euston Road towards UCH. Here is what I saw, preserved for posterity.

So I set off down Millway. Normally at this time the road is busy and there is no a parking spot to be had. Hitting the Broadway, again this was deserted. This would normally be backed up, with queue's etc for buses.

So we reach the Thameslink Station. Usually two minutes before a morning train departs, there would be people rushing up the stairs and a packed platform. The platform would be packed and the train would have people standing. This was the view today, one nice touch was the poster thanking the NHS in the train cab window.

The train passed through a succession of empty stations on its journey, stopping to pick up few, if any passengers, giving me time to admire some of the rather decent sights of railway architecture and street art in Kentish Town. Alighting at St Pancras, I was greeted by an empty station. It is strange to think that there are as many people as there have ever been in London, but none of them are out and about. When the govt briefing says 95% of people are not using public transport, I hadn't really got the scale of that. If you are familiar with rush hour trains, you'll realise just how odd this seems to a regular traveller.

Reaching ground level, the normally packed concourse, full of people with suitcases for international travel to and from France are missing, Midland Road was empty. Emerging to the sight of the Crick Building, I was reminded that this work formerly went on in Mill Hill at the NIMR, now a building site for Barratts flats. I wonder how many people will pay a premium for a luxury flat after lockdown. I suspect that homes with gardens may have a bit more of a premium than previously

Making my way down Midland Road, again I was struck by the lack or people and traffic. It did give me a chance to fully appreciate the magnificent modern architecture of the Crick Institute and the neo Gothic Splendour of St Pancras.

On the way I passed the Rocket. Often I'd stop here for a half after my scan and a spot of lunch, no chance of that. Just off the road was a long row of unused Boris bikes.I was under the impression that cycling had increased, but clearly not with Boris Bikes

A sign of the times, the Welcome collection shut up and closed. An interesting board on the window about anti biotic resistance. I was interested to note that some semblance of normality was still there around Euston. The HS2 building works were still active and the Evening Standard seller was getting ready for a days work. I also enjoyed the witty repurposing of the Euston Road sign by clean air campaigners, noting the normal high NO2 levels. At the moment this really isn't a problem though.

I made my way past Gordon's cafe. I must have walked past this dozens of times, and not really paid any attention. I do wonder how many vegans will be pleased to be mentioned in the same breath as Halal meat. We are reminded of the swinging 60's by the appearance of the Telecom Tower, known to most of us old schoolers as The Post Office Tower. It added a semblance of normality. I liked the touch of the message thanking NHS workers, as this was visible next to UCH, this seemed most appropriate.

And so I arrive at The Macmillan Cancer Centre for my scan. Normally I just walk in, not being with the plan, this is exactly what I did, to get a good telling off. The lady on the door was most unimpressed. I said "I've got an appointment downstairs". She said "have you had any symptoms?", I replied that I hadn't, so she made me apply some hand gel and sent me on my way.

As I waited for my appointment, I realised the just how strange London is at the moment. It made me wonder what on earth our normally bustling city is like at night during lockdown. Sadly I doubt that is something I'll get to see.