Pro-lifer or No-lifer? Let's make up Dan's mind for him!

Thursday, 26 th March 2020 I know it’s early days in this lockdown business, and Bozza could get his dough-y fists out again to give us a right good telling off if we don’t all obey the ‘advice’, but – whisper it – I don’t mind my new confinement. Actually, this imposed lifestyle – like living in some Scandinavian open prison – is one I could easily adopt. Now I am not the most sociable of creatures, and anyone who wants to get in touch with me usually goes through my wife, but being told to keep apart from people by a distance of 6 feet is almost my ideal. Also, I like hanging out with my family together because we all get on and find ways of being together and apart without it getting stress-y (so far). The combination of work and play minus the hassle of actually driving to and from work and anyone watching you do it, is quite liberating. Today, I got up at dawn, with the annoying dog who just wanted to see someone with two legs who she loves, and drank a coffee whilst ...