Blip

 Our plans for the last day of sightseeing out in England’s countryside came to an abrupt halt early this morning when Erin read an email from our national health service saying that the test she took one week ago was positive.

The missive advised her and anyone she may be with to isolate for 8 days - which is technically today. Not following that direction could result in a huge fine. At the time we were staying in an old hotel in Stockport. It wasn’t bad but none of us relished the idea of spending 10 days there. After some conversation, we decided to press forward to London. 

Before we left, we all took a home test - which said that we were - one and all - negative!!!!

The trip to London was one of the longest I can remember. Stop and-go all the way.

After nearly four  hours, we arrived in London.

We walked to a pharmacy, took an official Covid test, reported  the results, and rejoiced that they were all negative. So we did what any four proper English people would do and went out for dinner.

We walked to a nearby restaurant and had a glorious Lebanese meal. Then E&E took the tube to Piccadilly Circus and had a terrific time hobnobbing with the Saturday night revellers.

I’m not sure that sitting in a car in bumper to bumper slowdowns is my idea of a good time, but it gave my feet and legs a much-longed-for rest.




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