Well we could all do without this couldn’t we?

The Chef and I have been keeping our heads down for the past many weeks as we witness the ups and downs of our society during this pandemic.

It seems many people are yet to be convinced about the benefits of wearing a face mask when in a public place, but we don’t need experts to tell us it makes sense to do everything we can to reduce our risk of infection. There is no one sure-fire solution to prevent us catching it. For that we’d all have to walk around in one of those protective garments that look like a space suit and worn by staff at the governments chemical warfare establishment at Porton Down.

Over in America gun-toting red necks were driving around in convoys demanding that the lockdowns be ended; shops opened, and get everything back to normal. They told the world it was their constitutional right to be morons, and how unhappy they were that the virus was just too small to shoot, or put a rope around and drag through town, tied to the back of a pick-up truck. Given the American infection rate, it seems they’re losing the argument.

Then we had the unfortunate incident regarding George Floyd killed at the hands of the Minneapolis police, sparking widespread protests by the ‘Black Lives Matter’ movement. Here in the UK the younger generation, part of Rent-a-Mob, tired of being locked down to reduce the infection rate of the Covid-19 virus, and, missing their fun-filled holidays in Aya Napa and Benidorm, joined the protest marches with great enthusiasm. It could have been a protest about anything really, ‘Black Lives Matter’ (yes they do, but so do all other lives), ‘Love Tuberculosis - Save the Badger’ or ‘Hate JK Rowling – Let Trans Wear Tampons’, it was just a good excuse to get out and be a nuisance, and to hell with social distancing and wearing a face mask.

The next thing we knew the Archbishop of Canterbury, Justin Welby, vowed to scour Canterbury Cathedral for any sign of pictures or statues which might cause offence to the easily offended.

Staff at St Alban’s Cathedral dug out a picture they’d been hoping to take along to the BBC’s ‘Antiques Roadshow’ for a valuation. The picture of The Last Supper by Lorna May Wadsworth, showing a black Jesus, was placed above the Altar of the Persecuted in the North Transept in what campaigners described as a "bold statement".

Apparently, due to the continuing 'U' turns by the government over its handling of the pandemic, the Royal Mint is striking a new commemorative coin - The ‘Covid Crown’. This coin will be minted with an image of Queen Elizabeth’s head on one side and a hospital ventilator on the other. All government ministers and quango ‘experts’ will be issued with one to toss in the air calling “Heads or tails?” as they do so, thus improving their decision making. This is likely to cement their reputation for being a bunch of tossers.

Well I think that’s you up to date.

Had we not had the pandemic, this trip would have been taking us to Austria and Bavaria, but due to the travel uncertainties we are staying local – Norfolk and Suffolk. I’ve no idea how it will go, or how long it will last, as we’re not fans of motorhoming in the UK. It’s both expensive and generally unwelcoming, but we need to get out and give ‘Freddie Fendt’ the opportunity to shake off some dust.

I hope we can find some things of interest to share with you along the way.

The following 'chapters' are blog pages and so need to be read from the earliest pages and from bottom to the top of the page.

'The Last Supper' by Leonardo Da Vinci, Convent of Santa Maria della Grazie, Milan, Italy.

'The Last Supper' by Leonardo Da Vinci, Convent of Santa Maria della Grazie, Milan, Italy.

'Black Jesus' by Lorna May Wadsworth

'Black Jesus' by Lorna May Wadsworth

"Hey Judas - ya want some more fried chicken dude?"