
Until Tuesday 10th when both me and Mrs Magic had our flu jabs ( hers as she works in a school - me because half of my internal organs are missing ) so come the following Saturday when we both felt a little under the weather we assumed it was the injection of a dead virus that did us in.
Me being a bloke and all, went to work the following Monday as I'm a mahoosive believer in fresh air cures all, and I've been tickety boo ever since - however Mrs Magic never really improved so she did the dreaded test last Friday evening ( I suggested she do it on the Saturday so I could go to work and help a friend out afterwards but she got very upset as apparently I don't care about her feelings and I put my work first and her health second, or something - I wasn't listening to be honest ) and lo and behold her test came back positive...

That certainly explains a few things..

So, we are now on day 8 of isolation and I am hating every minute of it - I worked throughout the last lockdown, I'm not a stay at home type...
So in a short space we've gone from largely unaffected, to being very affected - luckily our neighbours are decent and have added bits and bobs to their shopping list to drop off in our porch

Only* 6 days to go - I'm spending tomorrow in the garden just to get out...!!