My 12th lockdown blog. In a way the time has flown by, in other ways it drags interminably. Today is grey and chilly. The weather forecasters predicted a warm weekend and there were fears people would leave their homes and flaunt government instructions to stay at home. Hopefully the cooler conditions will dissuade anyone from being so selfish and irresponsible. It’s sad people still put their own needs first at a time of national emergency.
There are now 56 dead in Northern Ireland and over 4300 across the United Kingdom as a whole. Over 700 people lost their lives yesterday and the experts say the peak is still 7-10 days away. Some predict it will be Easter Sunday which would be a very symbolic date for many. Before all that, though, there will be many more deaths, many more grieving families. I am hopeful but there is still a very long way to go.
Some are already looking forward to lockdown conditions being relaxed. I personally believe it is much too early to think of that. We are in this for the long haul and cannot underestimate this virus. Give it an inch and it will take a mile. It shows no mercy, offers no parley. It is a relentless, indiscriminate killer and nobody is safe from it. Black, white, old, young, gay, straight, whatever your political or religious beliefs. It cares not.
I’m going for a run with Adam later, if he ever surfaces from his bed. Fionnuala is rearranging the kitchen with the radio blaring. Rebecca has been taking Charlie for his daily walk while Hannah occupies herself online and pottering about her room. We have a routine in the most extraordinary of situations. We are a family and the five of us will come through this together, stronger than before. Stay safe everyone.