Finally, the end of this bloody awful year but, sadly, no chance for anyone to have any sort of celebration and not much chance that things will be any better for the foreseeable. As of today most of the country is effectively under lockdown... again.
New Year is usually a time for renewal, for looking forward, for hope and for putting the past behind you. Looking forward with hope might be a bit of a stretch under the current circumstances and we seem to be dragging the past with us...
It looks like the Govt is actively trying to ruin this country while following their stated aim to "Protect the NHS". Almost every other business in the UK will be dead or dying but, no worries... Boris will have saved his "wonderful" NHS. What the bloody hell he's saving it for is anybody's guess.
Once again this morning I stood outside my GPs surgery to collect my usual prescription... in a temperature of -2C and a thick frost. It's been so long since anyone went in the front doors there were dead leaves in a little heap outside. I'm reasonably healthy and able-bodied... just as well, if this is the 'service' they offer. That's our wonderful NHS for you.
Despite all the hype about vaccines (not for me, thank you) I expect this nonsense to go on well into next year, quite possibly for the entire year, mainly because they don't know how effective the vaccines will be in the longer term nor do they have a clear plan for how to draw this debacle to a close. Case numbers will naturally die down a bit when the better weather comes in spring and summer but if the figures start to rise again Govt will go into panic mode... and off we'll go again with the next lockdown. Rinse and repeat. Ad nauseum.
Still, at least Brexit is done, if you can call it that - a cobbled together crappy deal which no-one who voted for Brexit ever wanted. Four a half years too late but I will raise a glass at 11pm to say "Good riddance EU".
Tomorrow is not only another day, it's another year. Let's see what it brings.
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