Bombproof

This morning I got my long awaited 2nd dose of the AstraZeneca vaccine. I wouldn’t say I’ve ever been fearless — despite evidence to the contrary– but ploughing ahead into the routine maelstrom of daily terror will be a lot more tolerable now that I’m only dealing with my own demons (whether actual or paranoid delusion).

I don’t know how I’ve dodged the COVID bullet without ever stopping work (key personnel at the Uni, dontchaknow?) or mixing with the — shudder — general public throughout the lockdowns to date but here we are. The vaccine needs to age and mellow in the whiskey cask that is my carcass for a couple of weeks to be fully effective but I now feel like I’m taking the lateral flow assays for you lot instead of me and the missus.

Good luck out there.