Enjoy your seasonal super spreader event.

I’ll put it out there. This Christmas will see me driving up the M1. Choices needed to be made and I had decisions to make. And so, one offer was turned down and another was accepted. What this means is that I’ve put myself in to self isolation starting on 14th December until the 23rd or 24th. I will go out for exercise, but I will not go in to town and visit any shops. This is my second day and I’m feeling the strain already.

Circumstances mean that I am unlucky enough and lucky enough to isolate until Christmas. The fuel tank in my car is full, as is my freezer, which means I’m not going to go hungry. My pain is in the decision not to buy any treats, including any alcohol. What I did do is by some cheddar and some pickled onions. Supplies are running low already! I’m forced in to making myself fitter and healthier and I’m going to need to focus and get through this.

Just like many people probably think, I think I’ve already had Covid – despite around only 7% of the population having caught it. But I have definitely had it, despite having any evidence and taking care not to catch it, I’ve definitely had it. I don’t want it again and I don’t want to pass it on, and that’s why I’m in my own personal lockdown – and detox!

“Everyone’s an expert”

This year, I’ve decided I know what’s best. I did ask, and there was consensus on what to do, so I’m doing that. Given the chance, staying at home on my own with a slap-up chicken dinner would have been fine. The problem is that people feel responsible when there’s someone alone at Christmas. At least I know that I can stay away from people and not kill the parents. This year, I’ve become a Covid-19 expert – everyone’s an expert these days. All of a sudden, the country is full of economists, virologists, psychologists, epidemiologists, psychiatrists, statisticianist, and piss artists. The experts on the other hand haven’t got a clue. All of which means, that I’m driving home for Christmas.

My drive North has been planned and those plans might change, but I’m not being reckless and putting people at risk. The travel window gives me the chance to travel. I understand this and I’m taking advantage of it. When the regional system comes in to force again on 28th December, I won’t have a clue about travel, so I won’t. Many other people will feel the same and I’m expecting the roads to be very busy during the seasonal super spreading. And this gives me the opportunity to train my bladder for a 280 mile drive without a toilet break. I will stop to eat my packed lunch, but other than that, I’m not taking any chances with my quarantine.

I feel justified in my Christmas plans, if you see a Skoda driving up the M1 on Christmas Eve, try not to be too judgemental:

1. Because if you see me there, you’re there too.
2. I haven’t had a drink for ten days – unless I order a delivery on-line

So, as Boris was keen on saying today – “Have yourself a merry little Christmas”. Stay safe and stockpile, just in case we don’t prosper mightily in 2021.