A Shot In The Arm

Hope is in the air

Confidence building daily

A shot in the arm

My wife and I both had our first vaccine doses this week. I had AZ whilst my wife had Pfizer today. I had a day or so of fever and a general fluey feeling but supposedly Pfizer has few side affects. It remains to be seen what difference the vaccines actually make against covid, but we will find that out in time I'm sure. 

It's hard not to feel the general vibe of confidence in the air though I'm not sure how much the warmer weather has to do with that. I took the baby out for a walk at the weekend and was stopped a couple of times for a chat by some of our elderly neighbours. Their attitudes were almost childlike and they seemed thrilled to be outside and interacting with others. I can understand where they are coming from.

I do hope that this is not a false dawn, and that even though future outbreaks are likely, they remain short and flat.

Also added are a couple of  photo's from my walk at the weekend, from Frank's Park, near Belvedere.

Snooker and a Poem - "Crowds"

I've been watching the closing stages of the World Snooker, and its marvellous to see crowds back in to watch. I don't think I realised, until now, how much a difference it can make to an atmosphere, even watching it on TV. It would be lovely to think that this marked the beginning of things getting back to normal, at least in some capacity. We shall see. But greatest of all is to see the man who always sits in the corner, at the front, is back in his seat again after a year away.

The shouting is loud
It shivers down my spine
The roars of the crowd
Says that it may be a sign

That the return to normal life
Might now be coming true
Though it rests upon a knife
We've almost made it through

Sport doesn't really work
If there's no-one there to watch
To sigh, or go beserk
At triumph, or when they botch

So can we really dare
To hold our hopes high when
The man who's always there
Is back in his seat again