the brilliantly leaping gazelle

The news that the government has suggested that measures in place to combat the Coronavirus could last for up to a year carries with it some unforeseen consequences. The main one that occurs to me is – as you’ll know if you’ve read my posts – that enforced proximity to ones family for any prolonged amount of time might lead to households more reminiscent of a remake of ‘The Texas Chainsaw Massacre’ directed by Hieronymous Bosch!

Far more likely however than numerous blood-drenched crime scenes is the health crisis that could inevitably ensue when lots of people are cooped up indoor’s with nothing to do but to eat. And given we have an obesity epidemic in this country, this is only going to make matters worse. But I did write ‘could’ because if anything we are to be grateful that the shelves in the supermarket are empty and there is nothing to buy.Hang on, that means that if there is no food to buy in the supermarkets people and therefore no food, people will still be hungry and that hunger will only intensify the longer it lasts. People desperate for food might consider, as a last resort, another meat source with the inevitable result that people resort to cannibalism! You may scoff at this idea but everything it seems is on the table at this point and when nothing has been on the table for a long time, you might scoff anything

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I’ve just a truly weird experience.

Driving back from Camberwell to my partners gaff in Stoke Newington on a Friday night normally takes nearly an hour and a half, sometimes longer if the traffic is really bad. But tonight? Well under an hour. The roads had some traffic but nowhere like the usual amount, and I’ve seen more people out and about on a Tuesday at 2 a.m. than I saw tonight. You know the phrase ‘the lights were on but no-one was at home’, it was like that. The shops, bars and some restaurants were open but no-one was in them.