I guess my fears aren't so much about the wedding, but more about all of my family and friends being alive for it. The virus is spreading, I feels like we're in a horrible movie.
At least my car is doing strange things, which is a bit of a distraction from all this horrid stuff that is happening at the moment. Something to do with an airbag. Later, we (I say 'we' - my Facebook friends who seemed excited to help) diagnosed it as the weight of my beer cans and speaker confusing the seat into thinking that it was a baby, and babies aren't allowed on the front seat, nor are they allowed airbags. Social media, for all it's faults (negativity, mostly), does have it's uses.
Fun times in the school this morning, everyone preparing for this evening's concert with a healthy mix of fear and excitement.
Took mum shopping and realised just how much she's not understanding this whole Coronavirus situation, so then popped out to buy her more stuff. Not panic buying, we're literally talking 6 cans of veg, one packet of rice and some kitchen roll. I'll do this every now and then, especially as the shops near her seem to be suffering less than the rest of the country, it seems, and are well-stocked.
The school concert was fine. Some of their timing was out, which niggled me, but when I raised this with the head of music (who sent me a very nice text) she simply said, "they're six. They're doing brilliantly."
From there over to a brilliant house band rehearsal with Greg and band. Just a room full of lovely people playing so well, it was a joy.
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