It’s Monday already, somehow. Very quiet weekend, we basically stayed in and did absolutely nothing - very 2020. Sent a few Christmas cards, went over to Iron Pier for some more beer and watched the last race in the 2020 F1 calendar. The race was incredibly dull, but it was a Verstappen win, so that was something.

Dad managed to get us some Forced Rhubarb, from Mockbeggar which is a very odd thing, which I didn’t even realise existed. It’s rhubarb, but grown in the dark and picked by candlelight. Mad hipster. Tomorrow we’re going to put it into a crumble.

Still burning our way through Lost, we’re in pretty deep, just started season three. The hatch has exploded, Desmond got back after his yacht trip and Sawyer and Kate are in the bear cages. It’s very strange watching a TV show that I haven’t seen in over ten years. It’s also WAY better binging it rather than waiting a week for each episode.

Tomorrow I’m going to see the Rheumatologist at 25 Harley Street. The last two days my back has been a little better in the morning, not great, but fine to the point where I don’t need to use Voltarol. Something is still not right, but it’s heading in the right direction. If it gets better over the next few days I’m going to get some rowing in to see if that makes it better or worse. Not looking forward to getting the train into London, but I’m sure it’ll be fine.

On the COVID front, it was announced by the Health Secretary today that London is going to be placed into Tier 3 from Wednesday, joining Kent and Medway. Not a big surprise, cases have been increasing in most boroughs. In Medway things are still pretty bad, after what seemed to be a better weekend. It was also announced that they believe the reason for the significant increase in cases in the south east is because of a new strain of the virus. Bit worrying! I saw my 92-year old Grandfather at the weekend (from a distance, at his front door), he hasn’t yet had the vaccine, but hopefully it’s not too far away.

Christmas and New Year continues to be up in the air but we’re preparing to hunker-down. It just doesn’t seem to be worth the risks associated at the moment, it’s going to be a bit weird not really having a Christmas, but if that’s what we have to sacrifice, then it is what it is. We can send presents, we have a ton of booze and a Zoom licence - we’ll manage.

Brexit is still a massive thing, if everyone wasn’t busy enough already. Still no ‘deal’ with the EU, but to be honest, I don’t think the Government really want one. Still showing ZERO benefit to leaving. But here we are, what a mess. We’ll be stocking up on tinned tomatoes, that’s for sure.

Oh and it’s a four-day week, so after tomorrow we’ll be half way through! roll on the weekend!