• As businesses batten down city offices with middling managers left on leave I wonder how many stratified industries notice operations work a lot smoother without consultant facilitating quangos providing solutions – to problems that only exist while they do?
 • On media stupidity. Do they really think we're falling for this? I'm confused by these 'asymptomatic transmitters' who were known as 'carriers' for 600 years. Check Typhoid Mary or Gaetan Dugas – the super-carriers of their time. While recent broadcasters have never heard of any such thing? This is OUR disease, and WE will name all aspects of it! So redux copywriters readily reckon.
 • Haven’t seen any rib-tickling April Fool’s pretend-disaster spoof headlines this year?
 • I wish I didn't like eating so much – as the ultimate pleasure under internment. It took me a year to lose ten kilos of sad belly blubber yet I've regained four in the last six weeks. AND, I'm still running every day?
 • Got four American news channels alternating clips of orphans’ choirs singing songs for heroic health servicers with brokers offering expert advice on how best to short the face-mask market. Yet I'm not getting any hubristic entertainment in watching Capitalism shit itself... on live TV. 'I told you so' - doesn't have even a hollowish ring. A new sign of old age?
 • Are the Polish immune to the Covid virus? All thirty-three building sites up my road are cracking on heartily – diggers, dozers, deliveries dropping all day long?
 • Well, I never? As we address a universal intrinsic health problem with government grants to assist all financially affected souls. Our brilliant libertarian, entrepreneurial, uber-driving, air BnB-ing, privateering, job-creating, user-payers who hate that awful restrictive red tape and would never indulge some loser socialist welfare system have arrived hands-out at the front of the queue? Gimme gimme gimme!
 • A thought for those high-end OCD sufferers; with all this compulsory hot hand washing. Must be like living in perpetual Hell… or Heaven?
 • Notice that my neighbours pompously retain their rostered routines: Friday shopping, Saturday the car, Sunday gardening… I saw a man raking his lawn today and nearly went over to shake his hand. I hate leaf-blowers – analogous of smug suburban vanity – the ultimate useless techno commodity – my latest thing. Get up off your arse and do some work! Lazy pricks.
 • When lockdown is lifted how long will it take to forget our imperiled coalface workers?
 • A pretty paradox: the deeper the domestic isolation, the stronger our empathy with human kind – that sharing thing – same boat sentiments – our inherent tribal herding instincts, global and local, looming large.
 • If I hear another joke about 'self isolation' I'll jump in front of the next passing train - if any are running. Although I like this one: wanking like a lighthouse keeper – as description of a single gentleman’s daily regime under quarantine law.
 • Since Boris Johnson got seriously sick with Covid19 I wonder if he’ll still be taking advice from Dominic Cummings, an actual Nazi; who’s desperate to privatise the whole NHS – not just the lucrative boutique departments been hawked wholesale across the globe?
 • Each day has become a hazy version of Sunday afternoons in suburban New Zealand 1963. Or those long Summer holidays lasting forever when you have to stay home for some prior indiscretion and all your mates have gone to the beach.
 • See the birds out there – loving every minute without arsehole honkies chopping down trees, ripping out hedges, digging up lawns, pulverising anything gets in their way. I hope lockdown lasts another fucking year!
 • As EVERY conspiracy theory I’ve heard was caused by an attempted official cover-up of some mundane executive mess – goes double ditto with Covid19. The minute you hear that solemn; ‘NO COMMENT’, the ears start twitching. And these idiotic machinations are usually harmless or in the best interests of domestic majorities, but once they start telling those little white lies… just what are you hiding!?